Everyone has a unique voice, a unique story. And sometimes those stories are twisted, bent, horrific . . . infected! Smell the magic in the blood-smeared mirrors of a desolate bathroom wall. Feel the pain of a thick hair that grows from your back and threatens your family! Taste the rising gorge as a group of unknown assailants try to achieve a sick world record. See the crusty landscape of a man covered in scabs! Feel the rush of a simulated car wreck gone wrong. Smell the pungent aroma of huffing death in a jar! Taste the fruits of a cannibal feast. Everyone has a voice. Some voices are sicker than others. Some stories should never be told. The clowns aren’t always happy. The players sometimes get played. Fitting in hurts. When the cab locks and you can’t get out. When gambling brings you to a dark, dark place. When inflatable animals are your best friends. That’s when you’re infected. These are the stories from Infected Voices.