When the meteorological bureau issues a red alert and the whole city panics and evacuates, my safe house already has a lifeboat ready. But my mother stubbornly insists on staying home: "Your father's keepsakes can't get soaked..." The moment the floodwaters burst through the dike, I pull her into the lifeboat. Then a mysterious text appears on my phone: "You think being reborn will let you change the ending? The anomalies in the laboratory data weren't an accident." Behind me, a cold voice says, "You're finally here."
