NewJeans: Seoul of the Dead

The world ended not with fire, but with silence. A virus spread across the globe, consuming not the flesh first, but the soul. Victims became husks of themselves-walking shells stripped of memory, identity, and will. The infected don't scream. They don't rage. They move in eerie quietness, hunting by vibrations in the air like predators from the abyss. Survivors call them Skulkers-named after the monsters whispered in old gamer tales, creatures of the dark that stalk in silence and devour the living.

In this deadened world, five unlikely souls are forced together. Danielle, a sharp-tongued hacker who thought she could outwit society but not death. Haerin, a quiet student left for dead in a mall. Hanni, the adored school idol who once had the world at her feet. Minji, a rebellious delinquent with fists as quick as her temper. And Hyein, the youngest, whose innocence becomes both a curse and a fragile light in a collapsing world.

Their survival depends not on strength alone, but on trust-something none of them have much of. And with every nightfall, the Skulkers draw closer, listening for the faintest breath, the smallest step, the tiniest heartbeat.

In a world where sound is death, silence becomes the last weapon.