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Aiko & Heeseung
The van rattled on through the desolate road, moving slowly under Heeseung's control. Darkness was creeping up faster now, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt. Outside, everything was eerily silent. The further they ventured, the emptier the roads became—fewer cars, fewer remnants of the life that once existed, but that never meant safety. In fact, it was the silence that always signaled the worst.
Aiko shifted in her seat, eyes scanning the horizon as the mouth of a tunnel appeared ahead, looming like some dark beast waiting to swallow them whole. It was long and narrow, with the remains of battered cars haphazardly scattered at the entrance. A warning sign, almost faded beyond recognition, stood crooked on the side.
"Shit," Jake muttered from beside her, reading the words. "Tunnel's unstable. Probably packed with neomorphs too."
"Well, isn't that just fucking fantastic?" Sunghoon groaned from the back. "Of course we'd end up here."
Heeseung's eyes remained fixed ahead, lips pressed into a hard line. "We don't have a choice. We either go through, or we're stuck backtracking for hours. We won't survive the night out here, not exposed."
Aiko knew he was right, but that didn't stop the sick feeling from rising in her gut. Tunnels were death traps. She hated them. With the neomorphs, you never knew what was lurking in the shadows. She wasn't the only one on edge, either—everyone seemed to shift uncomfortably in their seats, guns now clutched tightly, prepared for the worst.
"You all ready for this shit?" Heeseung asked, glancing around at the others.
Jay, who'd been quiet up to this point, nodded, voice tense. "Yeah, let's do it. We can't stay out here."
With a deep breath, Heeseung steered the van into the tunnel, the light quickly vanishing behind them as they were swallowed by the darkness. The headlights cut through the black, casting eerie shadows over the wrecked cars and crumbling walls. Every creak, every scrape of metal against metal, sounded far too loud. Aiko's heart pounded in her chest, her fingers twitching toward the gun in her lap.
The air was thick and heavy with tension. No one said a word as they moved deeper into the tunnel. The sense of dread was palpable, clinging to the van like a shroud. Then, just when the silence became unbearable, Aiko saw it—movement up ahead.
"Heeseung," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the thrum of the engine. "There's something up there."
Heeseung's gaze snapped to where she pointed, his eyes narrowing as the headlights illuminated a neomorph. It stood unnaturally still, its pale, gangly limbs stretched out grotesquely as it waited in the shadows.
