Hana bounced her legs anxiously, her fingers drumming against the car door.
The vehicle was shrouded in darkness, swallowed by the eerie silence of a world that had collapsed into chaos.
The occasional distant growls of the infected punctuated the night, blending with the mournful howling of the wind as it swept through the broken streets, carrying with it the scent of smoke and decay.
They had been waiting for nearly an hour.
The air inside the car had grown thick with tension, a suffocating stillness that made Hana's skin crawl.
She stole a glance at Dr. Qiu Yue, who sat in the driver's seat, his jaw tight and his gaze locked on the school's gate with unwavering intensity.
His fingers drummed lightly against the steering wheel, a subtle indication of his impatience. His normally composed face was shadowed with unease, lips pressed into a hard line.
Hana bit her lip, feeling the weight of uncertainty settle over her.