Daylight Falls

Friday, August 17th Lin Mochen ran five kilometers that day, ate a chicken cutlet rice, and came across a piece of news - "Wushan Third People's Hospital has admitted three patients with high fever, and the cause is yet to be investigated." He glanced at it and crossed over, continuing to watch funny videos. Those were the last full days of the old world. Seventy-two hours later, the city fell into deathly silence. An unknown virus transforms those infected into something undefinable—not the slow, shambling zombies in the traditional sense. They can sprint, jump, flip, and shoot. She was a long jumper in life and could jump seven or eight meters; she was a gymnast in life and could do a perfect backflip on the horizontal bar. The athleticism is preserved intact and amplified to the extreme in a twisted way. The epicenter of the disaster was a top sports university in the country. Sprinters, long jump champions, gymnastics geniuses, football forwards... Former classmates and rivals have become the deadliest apex predators on campus. There is no system, no cheat sheet, no do-over script. The only thing Lin Mochen could rely on was his deep understanding of the laws of motion and a screwdriver he took out from the tool box in his dormitory. He wrote a line on the dormitory sticker: Stay calm and survive. After the day falls, the long night has just begun.