I seldom write or read horror, but several years ago I was given the opportunity to write a horror short story for an Anthology, Off-Kilter 2, put together by my old writers' group (I miss you guys!). I'm sure you'll note the various opportunities I took to inject a bit of science into it. This being horror, I must preface this story by saying there is some adult content! That said, I  do not condone or wish to make light of any of the violence or suggested violence in this story. This story is about self-control, a defining attribute of our humanity, and what might happen if a virus stripped that away.