Nobody's POV
A bustling street, cars running, children playing. Life, thriving. People walking around, going about their day. Whether animal or person, it was peaceful. Groups met up, the usual.

That's when something... weird... spread across the ground.

People panicked, fleeing in their cars, into their homes and out into the garden. Some froze, fear overwhelming them. Some people were cornered by it, trapped and melded into it. It kept spreading. The town ended up as a ghost town in a matter of a minutes. Only 14 stayed, hiding in different locations, too slow or too scared to flee. Panther, a literal panther, jumped from place to place, benefited in this scenario by being a big cat. He ended ip in somebody's house, a man named Vector's. He welcomed the cat, a bit nervous, but still polite. People watched the ground from trees and windows, looking for a way out. Seemingly none. That's when a fire dropped from a window, scaring whatever was on the ground away. A pink humanoid climbed down the window, using the fire to create a barrier around themself. Walking down the street, the infection fled. That's when a gunshot rang out across the street, a good chunk of the infection gone. Somebody, notably in a mask and trench coat. People seem to be trying anything to get rid of this blight. Some jumped down, one with a notebook, another in a suit, skirt and tophat. Attempting things to scare or kill it. Tentacles struck it. After a good while, it seemed to have left the street, the survivors all met up, confused on the situation. Some talked, some were freaking out, others quiet. Notably one with dyed hair in a cosplay, though nobody minded. It was quite an event. Some were yelling, loudly at that, whether about their family or life. All that was known is that they have to stick together to survive.