Bir Yankı, Bir Düşüş, Bir Fısıltı

I'm Paul. If you had known this world before... you wouldn't believe it. The streets were crowded; people weren't afraid to touch one another. Now, every step is a risk, every breath a doubt. It all started with that vaccine. They sold it to us as hope. They called it salvation. But some things... you either never touch, or once you do, there's no going back. People changed. Cities fell silent. And we... the survivors... we're no longer just living. We're fighting. For me, this isn't a game. But you're inside a game whose rules you don't know. You don't know who to trust. Even those closest to you can become... something else, in an instant. Every day I make a choice: Run, or fight? And most importantly... Is there really such a thing as escaping, or are we just delaying the end? If you're reading these lines, there's only one thing you need to know: Surviving in this world... is much harder than you think.