Severinas inhabits the skin of a bright young lieutenant as though he belonged there, every sensation fresh and real against his senses. Glancing down at the carbine in his hands, he raises it to his shoulder and fires alongside his squadmates. Without meaning to, he finds himself shouting into the microbead receiver. His voice emerges higher and less forceful than he can ever remember his own being.
the image comes back into view as you see the corrupt spores take root. A small field mouse catches your eye, you see the spores touch its body. It starts to rack with pain, it arch's it back so violently that you can hear a soft crackle even with past the snap-hiss of lasgun fire.
With a screaming charge, the corrupted squad that you can barely tell is human comes charging at you. Their cry is the cry of chaos as the yell "DEATH AND DECAY!!"