The rain fell heavily,drenching the deserted and damaged city streets.The distant roar of thunder mixed with the growls of creatures roaming behind the ruins.In the darkness of night,a boy ran,his feet endlessly pounding on the wet and slippery asphalt.His breath was short,his chest felt tight.Each step felt heavier,but he couldn't stop,he knew something terrible was following him.

Jun looked back,catching a glimpse of scary figures shuffling in the distance.Their clothes were in tatters,their bodies covered in gaping wounds.They weren't supposed to be alive,but somehow,they kept moving.

“I can't die here…,” Jun whispered to himself,his voice barely audible in the rain.His eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion and fear,but his legs continued to move,even though his body was about to give out.*