[One more goes down, and a second looks on its last legs]

[But the whispers are insidious. They crawl into you and scratch at the tender parts of your brain.]

There's still time, though. You've come to your senses.

If you take care of them all now, they can't get to you first.

[You have become infected. You are overcome by the urge to seek out and damage another player until you are subdued.]