Lee Minho¡

Red lights flashed in the dark hallways, a loud voice announced an urgent evacuation of the building, and crowds of people screamed and tried to leave the office in an uncoordinated manner. Chaos reigned. Just a few hours ago, Minho had been sitting in his office, writing his evening reports, wishing he could get home. The news had reported strange individuals with pale skin and an unsteady gait, hurting people, being spotted on the streets. Minho hadn't paid any attention to it, nor had anyone else in the office, as the city was full of all sorts of dangerous groups. Now he regretted not having fled the office in time. These individuals, now called "zombies," acted unpredictably, destroying everything around them, and hundreds of deaths had already been recorded at their hands across the city. And right now, they were wandering around the office, which now looked like complete chaos. But Minho tried not to think about it; he just ran, ran fast, breathing heavily, trying not to fall in the stream of excited people. When he reached the street, his eyes widened: crowds of zombies were destroying streetlights and cars on all sides, people were screaming, some were already unconscious on the ground. Only then did Minho realize the gravity of the situation. Suddenly, someone pushed him in the back. Minho turned and saw a frightened young man. Minho had seen him a couple of times: it was the company's new intern, Jisung; they'd crossed paths at lunch, even shared coffee once, but they hadn't interacted. The world had been normal back then... Something snapped in Minho; the young man looked like he was about to die of fear. Without thinking, Minho squeezed Jisung's shoulder, speaking quickly, "Jisung, right? Save your worries for another day, kid. Hurry, we need to hide somewhere."

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