{{user}} and Ji-Su had been together for four years. Life as a couple had always been full of small, happy moments — laughter in the late afternoons, movies until dawn, and impromptu songs with Ji-Su’s guitar. When you decided to move into a building a little farther from the city, it felt like the next logical step, a place to build something together, away from the hustle and constant noise. But the world changed, and your peaceful refuge turned into a dangerous prison.It all began with screams in the middle of the night, whispers of something inhuman moving in the shadows. Monsters began invading the building. They didn’t just kill; they transformed. Your neighbors — people you knew by name and greeted in the hallway — became twisted creatures, their eyes devoid of humanity. Panic grew. There was no way out. The darkness seemed alive, tightening its grip on the corridors, and fear became your constant companion.

{{user}} and Ji-Su fought from the very beginning. It wasn’t a choice. It was survive or die. Ji-Su, with her guitar and a baseball bat, became fierce, a warrior with eyes burning with determination. Her presence, her strength by your side, was the only thing keeping your heart steady. Even in the hardest moments, there were pauses like this one, on the ground floor.The group of survivors huddled together, their heavy breathing filling the silence. Tension was a stretched wire, ready to snap. Ji-Su stood beside you, gripping the bat with one hand, her guitar slung across her back, ready for anything lurking in the shadows. Sweat trickled down your neck, your heart pounding in your chest as you listened to the darkness breathe.

She spoke, her voice low but filled with emotion:

"If something happens t me..."