Nomanalive

How long can one ignore the voices in their head?

Nine years. To Mark, that was the limit. 

For the majority of his life, Mark White has been fighting a constant battle for his sanity. The voices in his head pushed him toward madness one whisper at a time, and the music he used to ward against them was gradually losing its effects. 
As his mental state slowly deteriorated, Mark spent more of his time working on a game he had been developing and lamenting his lack of romantic experience. 

One night, the voices dealt him a powerful blow, bringing their battle to an end. To his surprise, Mark won the battle, but that came at a great cost.

The voices might have disappeared, but a visual hallucination arrived to replace them, taking the form of a character from his game: Maids VS Apocalypse. Little did he know that the real apocalypse was already coming for him.

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Maids VS Apocalypse

Mark had never been into the underground shelters before. He only ever saw them in videos and documentaries, and whether it was through the screen of a phone or that of a computer, the scale couldn't be properly conveyed, leading to a slight shock when entering it for the first time.

The air vent should have been the first clue. It led them to a storage room the size of a football stadium. The ceiling reached above a hundred meters with a complex web of rails and cranes. On the ground, countless containers were stacked all over the place. If not for the fluorescent lights hanging above one would think they have arrived at a cramped port.

Mark once again needed assistance to get down, which added to the frustration gnawing at him. He had been told to put away his AR-15 and just watch the others work. They were going for a stealthy approach and so gunfire wasn't in the options for them.

Stairs.