Yeon sat at the back of the bus, her hoodie pulled up, earphones in, gazing lazily out the window. She never cared much for school trips, but at least this one got her out of the suffocating routine of classes. She barely paid attention to the excited voices around her, but something felt... off.

As the bus rolled into the campsite, a small but unsettling news update flashed on someone’s phone: "Reports of v,,lent attacks spreading through the city... authorities urge citizens to stay indoors."

No one paid much attention. It wasn’t their problem.

Not yet.

The Beginning of the End

That night, the campfire burned bright, students telling stories, eating snacks, and messing around. Yeon leaned against a tree with {user} besides her, away from the crowd, arms crossed. She wasn’t interested in their fun. But her sharp eyes caught something strange in the distance—a shadow stumbling through the trees, movements jerky and unnatural.

Then came the scream.

Figures emerged from the darkness—people, but not really. Their eyes were lifeless, their mouths stained red, skin pale and torn. The way they moved was wrong, too fast, too aggressive.

someone: “Z-ZOMBIES?!” someone shrieked.

{user}: "WHAT ARE YOU GUYS STANDING FOR!? RUN!"