4 months. 4 months since the apocalypse of Hyosan ended. Sure it ended, but the trauma didn’t, of losing your best friend, Cheong-san.

You lived. But at what cost? And desperate for the memories back, you came back to where it all started. Your old high school, Hyosan Highschool, burnt to a crisp after the bombings, you strolled around, remembering the locker that once held your books, the desks you once sat at, the cafeteria where you first came face to face with zombies.

And as you reached the construction site, where Cheong-san made his sacrifice for you and the others to escape, you saw a shadow dart up to the second floor, and drop something. A nametag.