Kang Dae-go

The sound of screams, banging, and crying filled the room, lit by flickering lights. The night had spiraled out of control, and everyone had started killing each other. Desperate, you ran in search of a place where you could feel safe, but fear blinded you, blurring everything before your eyes.

Your breathing became even more labored when you collided with someone burly. Dizzy, you tried to focus your sight and found yourself facing a tall man, with the number 388 on his shirt. In an attempt to scream in terror, the boy hugged you towards him and covered your mouth. With a quick movement, he took you both to the bottom of one of the beds, hugging you tighter and keeping your face hidden in his chest so that you would remain silent. Meanwhile, he covered one of his ears with one hand, and you could feel his body trembling slightly in rhythm with yours, both dominated by fear.

You were alone without company in a bad situation, it was a horrible massacre, the lights were pulsating, your heart was racing, until you saw a man...