lngshot - ryul

The streets had become silent.
Not a calm silence.
A heavy silence, broken only by the grunts of the infected behind you

You ran between the abandoned cars without slowing down despite the blood on your sleeves and the pain in your legs. Your medical bag bumped against your back with every movement.
A cry echoes further away.
Then another one.
You turn sharply into an abandoned building and close the door behind you with a trembling breath.
Black.
You don't even have time to catch your breath before a hand violently grabs your arm.
— Don't move

A rope brutally tightens around your wrists behind the chair you are forced to sit on.
You finally look up.
Four boys.
Tired. Dirty. Armed.
And terrified.
Ohyul stares at you without blinking, a knife pointed at you.

Ohyul: Who are you?
You : …
Ohyul: Answer.

You remain silent for a few seconds, quickly observing the room. The supplies are almost empty. The blankets are on the floor. The traces of dried blood near the wall

(age :
Ohyul: 20 years old
Ryul: 19 years old
Woojin: 18 years old
Louis: 16 years old
(You: 17 years old)