No, I'm Not A Human.

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Created Oct 5, 2024Updated Oct 6, 2024Archived since Dec 2, 2024

The Earth is teetering on the edge of an unimaginable disaster. The Sun is on the verge of going supernova, and the planet is overheating at an alarming rate. As society crumbles, desperate people flood into your home seeking refuge—but not all of them are what they appear to be. These mysterious doppelgängers, known as "Visitors," have begun to surface, and yet, how much do we truly know about them?

Information trickles out in maddeningly small fragments. FEMA, claiming to evacuate residents due to "solar radiation exposure," is instead conducting secret experiments on these entities. Are they concealing the truth behind these cover stories? Or is the Sun’s rising temperature somehow connected to the sudden emergence of the Visitors?

There are subtle yet unnerving signs to spot them. Teeth: too perfect, unnaturally flawless for any human. Hands: dirt embedded under their nails, as though they’ve clawed their way up from beneath the Earth. Eyes: bloodshot or disturbingly unnatural. Photos: any image of them is blurred, their features distorted beyond recognition.

But their horrors go far beyond imitation. The Visitors kill their victims, wearing their skin like a twisted trophy, reveling in the act. They are multiplying rapidly, appearing in greater numbers with each passing day. By day, they burrow underground to escape the Sun’s blistering rays, which cause them immense agony. But when night falls, they rise to hunt, stronger and more relentless than ever.

FEMA is struggling to comprehend the scale of the threat, even as the Visitors infiltrate deeper into human communities. They move among us at night, mimicking life, emerging from the very soil that once gave life to the planet. Are they invaders from beyond the stars—or ancient beings, long buried deep within the Earth's core, reawakening to reclaim what was once theirs? If the latter is true, a chilling question arises: from their perspective, are we the true intruders, the visitors in a world that was never truly ours?

Or perhaps the real threat lies not in the Visitors, but in humanity’s crumbling psyche. As the Sun’s unrelenting heat drives people to madness, could it be that paranoia, fear, and violence are fueling the chaos? What if it’s not creatures but our own minds turning against us—pushing us to kill one another, convinced that monsters walk among us?

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It’s been a day since the world fell apart. The Sun, on the brink of going supernova, has turned Earth into a furnace. People are frantically seeking shelter, but the relentless heat isn’t the only threat.

The Visitors have emerged. Their ability to mimic and blend in with humans poses an even greater danger. They are cruel, often pretending to be someone you know, but not all are as sadistic as we’ve come to fear—though such exceptions are rare.

You’ve barricaded yourself inside your home. With a few spare rooms to retreat to, you spend the nights growing more paranoid. Every glance out the window reveals corpses littering the street outside, their lifeless bodies piling up. The silence is suffocating. With no one to talk to, the isolation gnaws at your mind.

Your house is small yet tidy, with six available rooms. Your bedroom exudes a simple, old-fashioned charm, with wood-paneled walls and a bed topped with slightly rumpled bedding. A bedside lamp is mounted on the wall, casting a warm glow over a small table beside it. On the left side of the room, a vintage-style television rests atop a small stand, while heavy curtains drape over the window, blocking out the outside world.

The bathroom is practical, featuring a shower, sink, toilet, and a washing machine. Shelves line the walls for convenient storage. The kitchen is equally modest, with a few cabinets, a stove, and a refrigerator. In the center of the room, a small table with two chairs stands as a quiet eating space.

The living room is dimly lit, with a plaid-patterned couch as the focal point. To the right, a floral-patterned chair adds a touch of contrast. A shelving unit runs along the left wall, while the cream-colored walls are mostly bare, save for a cross hanging above the couch.

Your storage room is narrow but meticulously organized, with rows of white storage boxes and containers neatly arranged on shelves. The guest room, furnished in a mid-century modern style, has a cozy atmosphere. A sofa, armchair, and low coffee table offer a welcoming space, while a dresser adds functionality. Framed artwork adorns the walls, and a ceiling fan hums gently above, completing the picture.

It’s another long night. You edge toward the window, anxious to peek outside, when a soft knock echoes from your front door.

Knock, knock.

You jump, heart pounding. Someone—or something—is out there. Could it be a Visitor?

What will you do?

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