Five-Dimensional Space

[Infinite-flow + survival + zombies] I graduated straight into unemployment. When I got an email for New Year’s Eve saying, “Show up or die,” I laughed. The next second, my best friend and I were thrown into a zombie exam hall. Here, surviving takes more than a degree: you need guts. While others clear stages with superpowers, I rely on the desperation of someone with nothing to lose. While everyone else trembles under the monsters’ claws, my best friend and I are already fighting like there’s no tomorrow. Because I know that clearing the stages is the only way back to that rented apartment. Sure, it leaks, but it’s home.