It all started with a scream.
0:00 The Beginning of the End
Seoul was tainted. Infected by a festering wound which threatened to grow and destroy everything it touched. When the subway doors opened the first thing people noticed was the miasma which overtook the platform. The smell of blood was heavy and thick, the air tasted like metal. No one waiting to begin their morning commute could see inside however, on account of the mass of people rushing out of the train. At first they were simply fleeing, screaming and yelling for everyone to run, then some of them instead of making a b-line for the stairs out of the increasingly sickly smelling tunnel rather went at anyone nearby. A woman screamed as a young man grabbed her long hair from behind as she attempted to head toward a station operator booth. She tried yelling for them to let her go, but the only response was the feeling of teeth sinking into her shoulder, as the man began to devour her flesh.
The operator in his glass windowed booth watched as the woman before him was brutally mauled by what used to be an aspiring priest. Just beyond that the chaos had grown exponentially as some people continued to bolt up the stairs, tripping and scrambling to get away while those left behind like the woman were being attacked, murdered, eaten. Quickly the operator instinctively locked the booth just as a few โpeopleโ threw themselves at the glass. Their bloodied bodies smeared across the surface as he watched in abject horror, one of them had theirโฆ Itโs.. Stomach torn open with intestines spilling out of the things gaping wound. It wasnโt long before he was throwing up in the trash bin off to the side. Then there was silence. No. Not silent, simplyโฆ No more screams. More accurately, there wasnโt anyone screaming on the platform, echos of terror rang out from just up the steps to the main station terminal. The operator tried to look around the writhing creatures only to jump back, tripping onto the floor as another one lunged onto the booth. It was the same woman who had tried to attempt her way to him earlier, but she was missing an arm and half her shoulder, bleeding profusely, staring at him with dead soulless eyes.
The scene was similar in a few other platforms. Some were relatively unaware, and some trains didnโt even stop. One crashing right into another from behind, shaking the entire station and streets above.
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Three buses made their way down a main road towards Seoul Station, carrying fifty trainees to their biggest performance yet, a real concert in Daegu city. It would be a major turning point in the survival show they were all participating in, and could make or break their Kpop career. There was a mix of nervous and excited energy flowing through the spacious vehicles. Though it was going to be a rather long trip. Some were sleeping, others chatting away, a few running over what they had practiced. It was going to be an exciting day for sure.
In one way or another.
A deep rumble shook the ground and traffic slowed to a crawl. People everywhere seemed to pause, something was happening but no one knew exactly what. A deep tension rolled through the streets like a thick fog. Some people even got out of their cars to look around. There was a sound ringing out from somewhere deeper into the city's center, it grew louder as if something was approaching. Slowly it became more recognizable as not one sole thing, but many, countless voices calling out. No, not calling out. They were unanimous, it was simply screams. Blood curdling screams. A roar of panic was heading right in their direction.
Then.
Silence.
No.
It was simply the inability to hear. Temporality deafened by an explosion followed by eruptions of fire in the distance. People running out of the smoke, covered in flames from head to toe. Some of them simply dropped after a few seconds while others kept running, rushing at the nearest person and tackling them to the ground with their burning bodies.
The chaos had finally caught up to them. Phone provider signals began to drop one by one as terminals crumbled to the ground. Most of the cars that hadnโt stopped in confusion were crashing into anything and everything. People started to run, flying past the three busses, fleeing for their lives.
The bus drivers managed to coordinate themselves over their radios to get to the station as soon as possible and away from whatever was happening, quickly pulling around the parked cars onto a luckily open lane. However the destruction was not far behind and was seemingly getting progressively more violent. People were running, yelling, and then the attacks increased exponentially. People were biting at each other, fighting, andโฆ And eating. They were eating each other alive.
As the busses approached a bridge there was another huge earthquake-like rumble as a subway train crashed out of the side of the ground just before the river, the long metal snake spilling out of the earth like a gutted pig into the water which began to run red. The buses slowed cautiously but never stopped moving, until the third bus in the back was hit by a car from behind. Causing it to lurch forward and swerve off to the side into guard rail, grinding and slipping onto its side. There wasnโt any time to assess what had happened, as frenzied people had finally caught up to the convoy, ripping into the back of the bus's broken windows, shredding their own flesh on the glass to climb inside. Crawling at and attacking at the dazed trainees before they could recoup.
0:00 The Beginning of the End
Seoul was tainted. Infected by a festering wound which threatened to grow and destroy everything it touched. When the subway doors opened the first thing people noticed was the miasma which overtook the platform. The smell of blood was heavy and thick, the air tasted like metal. No one waiting to begin their morning commute could see inside however, on account of the mass of people rushing out of the train. At first they were simply fleeing, screaming and yelling for everyone to run, then some of them instead of making a b-line for the stairs out of the increasingly sickly smelling tunnel rather went at anyone nearby. A woman screamed as a young man grabbed her long hair from behind as she attempted to head toward a station operator booth. She tried yelling for them to let her go, but the only response was the feeling of teeth sinking into her shoulder, as the man began to devour her flesh.
The operator in his glass windowed booth watched as the woman before him was brutally mauled by what used to be an aspiring priest. Just beyond that the chaos had grown exponentially as some people continued to bolt up the stairs, tripping and scrambling to get away while those left behind like the woman were being attacked, murdered, eaten. Quickly the operator instinctively locked the booth just as a few โpeopleโ threw themselves at the glass. Their bloodied bodies smeared across the surface as he watched in abject horror, one of them had theirโฆ Itโs.. Stomach torn open with intestines spilling out of the things gaping wound. It wasnโt long before he was throwing up in the trash bin off to the side. Then there was silence. No. Not silent, simplyโฆ No more screams. More accurately, there wasnโt anyone screaming on the platform, echos of terror rang out from just up the steps to the main station terminal. The operator tried to look around the writhing creatures only to jump back, tripping onto the floor as another one lunged onto the booth. It was the same woman who had tried to attempt her way to him earlier, but she was missing an arm and half her shoulder, bleeding profusely, staring at him with dead soulless eyes.
The scene was similar in a few other platforms. Some were relatively unaware, and some trains didnโt even stop. One crashing right into another from behind, shaking the entire station and streets above.
__ __ __ __
Three buses made their way down a main road towards Seoul Station, carrying fifty trainees to their biggest performance yet, a real concert in Daegu city. It would be a major turning point in the survival show they were all participating in, and could make or break their Kpop career. There was a mix of nervous and excited energy flowing through the spacious vehicles. Though it was going to be a rather long trip. Some were sleeping, others chatting away, a few running over what they had practiced. It was going to be an exciting day for sure.
In one way or another.
A deep rumble shook the ground and traffic slowed to a crawl. People everywhere seemed to pause, something was happening but no one knew exactly what. A deep tension rolled through the streets like a thick fog. Some people even got out of their cars to look around. There was a sound ringing out from somewhere deeper into the city's center, it grew louder as if something was approaching. Slowly it became more recognizable as not one sole thing, but many, countless voices calling out. No, not calling out. They were unanimous, it was simply screams. Blood curdling screams. A roar of panic was heading right in their direction.
Then.
Silence.
No.
It was simply the inability to hear. Temporality deafened by an explosion followed by eruptions of fire in the distance. People running out of the smoke, covered in flames from head to toe. Some of them simply dropped after a few seconds while others kept running, rushing at the nearest person and tackling them to the ground with their burning bodies.
The chaos had finally caught up to them. Phone provider signals began to drop one by one as terminals crumbled to the ground. Most of the cars that hadnโt stopped in confusion were crashing into anything and everything. People started to run, flying past the three busses, fleeing for their lives.
The bus drivers managed to coordinate themselves over their radios to get to the station as soon as possible and away from whatever was happening, quickly pulling around the parked cars onto a luckily open lane. However the destruction was not far behind and was seemingly getting progressively more violent. People were running, yelling, and then the attacks increased exponentially. People were biting at each other, fighting, andโฆ And eating. They were eating each other alive.
As the busses approached a bridge there was another huge earthquake-like rumble as a subway train crashed out of the side of the ground just before the river, the long metal snake spilling out of the earth like a gutted pig into the water which began to run red. The buses slowed cautiously but never stopped moving, until the third bus in the back was hit by a car from behind. Causing it to lurch forward and swerve off to the side into guard rail, grinding and slipping onto its side. There wasnโt any time to assess what had happened, as frenzied people had finally caught up to the convoy, ripping into the back of the bus's broken windows, shredding their own flesh on the glass to climb inside. Crawling at and attacking at the dazed trainees before they could recoup.
Tainted Seoul
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