Whoosh, the musty air of the subway stings my nose.
The smell of corpses be damned, for now, it's a relief that we escaped the fiery pit together...
Something rained down from above.
I rolled to the side with the person I was carrying, and we collapsed.
Steel frames and concrete poured down over my head.
The platform's ceiling and wall structures, completely destroyed by something that had flown in and crashed from the concourse, came down like weapons.
"Agent..."
I hear someone shout from outside.
Thwack.
My head, struck by a sharp chunk of concrete, rings, blurring the sound.
But a thought suddenly surfaces.
-It's all collapsed.
When I first opened my eyes in Segwang Station. That this platform had been completely destroyed.
'Ah.' So that was the first day... The brief thought vanishes, and pieces of steel and concrete rain down on my body as well.
I was buried under the concrete.
"..."
Blood.
A sticky sensation.
Pain.
And...
a faint...
sound.
"So-someone's trapped underneath!"
"Agent!"
...
"Didn't they just say 'Agent' over there?"
"I think so, check the roster for Team 2 that entered the station."
Sounds I understand from context.
"Is anyone missing?"
"No, sir!"
"Then it's not one of our Agents?"
The voices of the Saekwang City's Disaster Management Bureau Agents.