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Heeseung
The group of four moved cautiously through the dimly lit corridors of the lab, the red emergency lights flashing ominously around them. Every sound felt amplified—the distant screams, the guttural growls of the neomorphs, and the rapid thuds of their boots against the cold metal floor.
"Heeseung," Jake whispered, gripping his makeshift weapon tightly, a metal pipe he'd grabbed from a broken railing. "Are you sure this is the right way? It feels like we've been circling the same damn hallway for ages."
"I'm sure," Heeseung replied, his voice steady but quiet. "The armory is on sublevel three. We just need to find the elevator or the emergency stairs."
Jay glanced over his shoulder, his eyes darting nervously as he spoke. "You realize we're basically walking into a death trap, right? If those things are swarming the building, guess where they're likely to be—where all the weapons are stored."
"Great," Sunghoon muttered sarcastically, his tone laced with tension. "Let's hope they're in the break room having coffee instead."
Heeseung gave Sunghoon a sharp look. "Keep it together. We need to stay quiet and focused if we're going to get through this."
The faint sound of claws scraping against metal sent a shiver down their spines. Jake froze in place, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his weapon. "Did you hear that?"
"Yeah, no kidding," Jay muttered, raising the crowbar he was holding.
"Stay close," Heeseung ordered, his voice barely above a whisper. "We don't engage unless we have to. Got it?"
The group nodded, their tension palpable as they continued forward. The corridor opened up into a larger space—a stairwell that descended into darkness. Heeseung checked the blueprint they'd hastily sketched earlier, confirming their route.
"This is it," he said, pointing to the staircase. "Down two flights, and we're there."
Jake hesitated. "You think those things know how to use stairs?"
Sunghoon let out a breathless chuckle. "God, I hope not."
They started their descent, their footsteps echoing ominously. The air grew colder as they moved deeper into the building, the silence broken only by the distant hum of machinery.
Halfway down the stairs, a low growl echoed from below.
"Shit," Jay hissed, gripping his crowbar tighter.
Heeseung raised a hand, signaling them to stop. "Stay quiet," he mouthed. He peered over the railing, trying to see into the shadows below. The faint glimmer of movement caught his eye—something crawling on the walls.
"They're here," he whispered, his heart racing.
Before anyone could react, one of the creatures leapt out of the darkness, its sharp claws scraping against the metal staircase as it lunged toward them.
