Cynthius was a brand name at first, nothing bad just, 'Cynthius Geo-foods' or 'Cynthius pain pills.' It was no surprise that Cynthius was doing genetic things, it was their brand name. Experiments on food and such, the first time I saw one was in the store. I thought back to that day in the supermarket.

I reached my hand out for a baguette and touched someone else's hand.

"Oops, sorry cheri, I was just getting this" a french voice flew into my ears.

"I-it's okay really! Y-you can take the baguette" I blushed at this man and my eyes drifted to the two wedding bands on his fingers.

"Ah.. I see you are wondering about my rings" he smiled.

"I-I'm Sorry I didn't mean to stare.." I looked down, he chuckled.

"It's okay, my two rings are from my amours, I have two husbands I am poly" he said with a grin.

"O-oh!" I smiled shyly and looked at the bread, I cracked it in half and gave him the one half. "H-here"

He chuckled and put it in his basket "thank you Cheri" he disappeared into the fruit aisle.

I blushed at the man as he disappeared and walked over to the meat section. A growl admitted from my right, I looked over. A woman a bit older than me stumbled on my direction. I dropped the ham I was holding, horrified.

She was absolutely terrifying.. her pupils expanded and her eyes were just black. Four long fingers pointed into claws replaced her hands and a black fungus climbed to her elbows. Long, black tendrils came from her back. Her smile climbed to her ears and sharp teeth the size of a toothbrush overlapped each other in what looked like the most painful way, filling up her mouth.

I backed up as she got distracted by a man who dropped his car keys. She took his arm and buried her teeth into his arm. Some of her teeth broke with a sickening crack. Ripping the flesh off in chunks. The fungus rubbing in his wounds.

I gasped and ran into a aisle, bumping into someone. They grabbed my hand and I cried a bit.

"Cheri.. Cheri it's okay.." it was the man from before.

"Come on.." he pulled me and we ran out of the store. Only to be met with a bloody terror.

"My god."