In one corner, Haechi sat stoically on a bunk, her sharp, stoic gaze fixed on an unseen point in the distance. The fluorescent lights overhead flickered intermittently, casting eerie shadows on the faces of the survivors scattered throughout the room. The metallic clinks of footsteps and hushed whispers permeated the air as the survivors attempted to process the event they had just endured.

Haechi looks up, seeing tae-eun from afar, she couldn't help but notice Tae-eun, a talkative and very loud girl, who seemed to radiate an aura of heroism, toughness, and was bubbly, she slowly got up & walked to tae-eun, going up the white stairs tae-eun was sitting on..