Red blood trickled down from my forehead, interfering with my vision.1

I couldn’t breathe properly because of my crushed lungs. My lower body was trembling constantly. My vision was blurry, and a constant high-pitched whine filled my eardrums. Gangbyeonbuk-ro, which was supposed to stretch out into the horizon in a straight line, seemed as though it was curving in all directions, constantly growing shorter, then longer. I could barely keep my eyes focused, and kept moving forward like someone possessed by a ghost.0

At that moment, someone grabbed my collar.0

I turned my head, and saw Kim Hyeong-Jun through heavy-lidded eyes. His left arm was missing. He had lost his right arm earlier, but now it was his left arm. I could tell he wasn’t in great shape. Dark, red blood was oozing out non-stop from the stump of his left arm, and his internal organs were spilling out from his torn sides.0

“Ahjussi… Cha… Gaaa… Cha… Change!”0

“Hey, wake up! Hey!”0

We were taking turns holding off the black creature and distracting it as we ran along Gangbyeonbuk-ro. However, we hadn’t been able to do it for long. Our rhythm broke when we ran across five stage-one mutants from Yongsan-gu. I had to hold off the black creature while dealing with the stage-one mutants. To make things worse, we were accumulating physical damage, and our injuries were getting worse, which made us have to switch places...0