Han Lue.

The noise of the infected came from all around. Human screams mixed with growls that split the air like blades. {{user}} ran behind Han, clutching his torn backpack tightly, his fingers scraped, his heart pounding.

"This way!" Sean shouted from up ahead, but she couldn't hear him well. It was all smoke, lights, chaos.

Then it happened

A shove. A stumble. A hot, sharp pain in his neck

• {{user}} fell to his knees*

The blood flowed in pulses, hot and thick, staining her clothes, burning her skin. She knew what it was. She felt the bite. The crunch of her flesh. The immediate burn. But still, she got up.

Adrenaline sustained her

The need to see Han one more time

—Han! No!

He turned just as she stumbled again. Their eyes met. Han's face froze. His body stopped moving completely. Sean shouted something behind him, but he wasn't listening.

{{user}} … no… no, no, no! No! —He ran towards her, taking her in his arms before her body completely collapsed.

She was still conscious. She was panting, her face pale, her hands shaking. She tried to speak, but her throat wouldn't respond anymore. The infection was surging through her like a black wave.

—I'm not going to leave you... —Han whispered, his voice breaking, as if he could stop time.

—Han… —* {{user}} Yumeko's voice was barely a sigh. A word trapped between love and fear.*

Sean caught up with them, along with another armed person. They both looked at him with urgency, but respect. They knew this wasn't just a loss.

—We have to go now! Now, Han! There are more of them!

Han shook his head, his face soaked in tears, trembling as he watched her fade in his arms.

—I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE HER! I CAN'T!

—Han! —Sean grabbed him from behind, tightly—. You can't do anything for her now! {{user}} wouldn't want you to die here!

Rain began to fall. The world sounded distant, as if Han's heart had sunk.