It had rained all night, and dark clouds still blanketed Fu City today, blotting out the sun.
Gray-white tones shrouded the entire city, like a faded old photograph.
In the luxurious northern villa district, a woman stood on a balcony, gazing at the dark horizon.
The sky was so dark it seemed about to collapse, but... she would not let it fall.
A cold wind blew, raising tiny goose bumps along her arms.
"Zhen, are you all right?"
She turned toward the voice. It belonged to a dignified-looking woman. Although her face did not look old, the air she carried was clearly no longer that of a young person.
"I'm fine." Seeing her approach, Zhen shook her head and said, "I was just looking at the sky."
"And..." Zhen lowered her head, pinching the hem of her clothes. "Will someone really come?"
"They will..." The middle-aged woman glanced at the sky too. "Zhen, you mustn't go soft. Don't forget... what kind of world we're in."
"Ever since they arrived, it's been barely holding on. Something will happen today."
"Too many... came at once."
The woman's eyes turned cold. "They must be cleared out."
There was something strange about Fu City today.
It was neither a public holiday nor a weekend, yet there were far more people on the streets.
But none of those people looked particularly well. Like Fu City itself, their faces had a faint gray-white cast.
Before long, rumors began brewing online and quickly spread.
[Hey, did you guys see? Loads of people on the streets look really strange today!]
[Yeah, like some infectious disease!]
[It's not actually an infectious disease, is it? Ugh... they look pretty creepy...]
[Tell me about it! I was on my way to work just now, and the guy sitting next to