: The Price of Saving
So-hyun sank to his knees behind the barricade, his tablet glowing softly in the darkness, illuminating his pale, tense face. His fingers trembled as he input data, analyzing the anomaly.
"If I activate the generator…" he muttered, almost a whisper, "it might slow them down."
Chaos raged around them: screams, growls, claw strikes, and the clash of metal. Yoon tended to an injured gardener, her hands precise, her gaze unwavering. The survivors stood ready, prepared for the last stand. Min-jun felt their warmth, their presence giving him strength.
Suddenly, the doors crashed open, and a flood of zombies poured in. Min-jun fired relentlessly, tearing through the air with bullets, but there were too many. So-hyun activated the generator, and a powerful pulse struck the zombies. Their movements slowed, like broken marionettes; claws froze mid-air, and some creatures fell, toppling over one another. Min-jun seized the moment, grabbing So-hyun's hand, and they ducked into a side corridor, stumbling over concrete and debris.
Their bodies pressed close. Min-jun ran his hand along So-hyun's waist, checking for injuries. So-hyun trembled but didn't let go. Their breaths mingled, creating a rhythm both calming and arousing. Amid the chaotic battle, they found a moment of relief; a kiss became an anchor, connecting their souls.
Min-jun squeezed his shoulder, So-hyun pressed closer, and in this short pause, amid the hum of the generator and the muted growls of zombies, they reaffirmed their bond. So-hyun nodded, Min-jun responded — time was precious, but their connection gave them the strength to keep fighting.