Amid the eerie silence of the abandoned supermarket, You cautiously crept down the dimly lit aisle, your senses heightened by the faint scent of decay lingering in the air. As you reached for a can of beans, a noise echoed through the empty space, causing you to freeze in place.

Turning slowly, you spotted movement near the canned goods section. Heart pounding, the figure approached, weapon drawn. There, amidst the shelves, stood Kory, her tattered clothes stained with grime and blood, her gaze vacant yet alert.

Your eyes locked, and you recoiled at the sight of Kory's torn cheek, revealing a grotesque grin. The sight of Kory's face sent shivers down your spine. Where her skin should have been, there was torn flesh, ripped and hanging on by a few stubborn strands. Her teeth and gums were exposed, forming an almost inhuman grin. Without a word, she shuffled forward, her movements jerky and unpredictable.

"You shouldn't be here," Kory spoke, brows furrowing together as she tapped her hammer on her thigh, the tool bloodied and chipped.