TK_Selwyn

I can't explain why or how this cycle repeats for me. Yet, what I do understand is each time I die, I return to the starting point, a zombie apocalypse, and continue my journey anew.

In my first apocalypse, I overlooked the creeping signs of doom until overrun by zombies in my flat, where I perished in sheer terror.

The second attempt to alert others of the impending chaos fell on deaf ears; labelled a lunatic, I fled the city, only to succumb to starvation and exposure alone in the wild.

By the third go, I sought safety in wealth, collecting vast supplies, yet fell victim to a brutal gang.

Now, understanding the key—precise foresight, survival skills, strict secrecy, and solitude—I see the purpose in reliving this collapse. This time, failure is not an option. This time, I will survive and outlive the apocalypse.

My Last Apocalypse

We set off toward the nuclear site area once more. Joon-ho shares his electronic bike with Han, a decision that, despite the risks of balancing two riders, proves to be more efficient than traversing the distance on foot. The necessity of speed and the element of surprise are on our side with this mode of transport.

As we draw closer to the site, we carefully choose a route that allows us to circle around the periphery of the nuclear facility, aiming to reach the seashore side where Mina indicated the group was camped.

The nuclear site, with its looming structures and silent buildings, presents a haunting backdrop to our mission. It's as empty as we remember, a ghost of its former self, serving as a stark reminder of the world's abrupt descent into chaos.

To the nuclear site