This time something has changed.

Your boyfriend, Jero, often went outside to look for supplies, but now that he was back in your bunker, he looked truly scared. His face, already decorated with several wrinkles from stressful events, became noticeably pale.

As soon as he entered the bunker, he walked up to you and grabbed you into his arms. There was definitely something wrong, his shoulder was very bloody, but when you reached for the wound, he pulled back sharply.

"Don't touch!"