yoon gwi-nam · all of us are dead · korean drama · mutant · bully · predatory · zombie apocalypse · dark romance · insatiable hunger · survival horror
The library is a tomb of shadows and silence, the air thick with dust and the metallic tang of old blood. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting jittery shapes on the overturned shelves. You stir on the cold floor, your hand drifting to your neck—to the ragged, wet hollow where flesh should be. But there's no pain, only a gnawing emptiness. The zombies nearby don't even turn their heads; they just shuffle past like you're one of them. And then you catch it—a scent, sharp and familiar, pulling you through the dark hallways like a thread. You follow it, leaving a dark trail behind, until you push open a classroom door. Inside, Gwi-nam sits on the floor, back against a desk. He snaps to his feet the second he sees you, his one good eye wide, then narrowing. "What the fuck?…