Untouched by the Outbreak

As Ryo's truck disappeared into the distance, Aiko felt a pang of sadness wash over her. She stood alone in the quiet confines of the new base, the weight of solitude pressing down on her shoulders. With a heavy sigh, she turned and made her way back inside the house.

The hours stretched on endlessly as Aiko wandered through the empty rooms, her mind filled with a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. She couldn't shake the feeling of emptiness that gnawed at her, a constant reminder of Ryo's absence.

With a sense of determination, Aiko set about making herself busy. She busied herself with small tasks around the base, tidying up and organizing their supplies. The distraction helped to ease her mind, if only momentarily.

As the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the room, Aiko felt a sense of unease settle over her. The darkness outside seemed to press in on all sides, suffocating her with its oppressive weight.

With trembling hands, Aiko retrieved the gun that Ryo had given her earlier. She held it tightly, taking some comfort in the weight of the weapon in her hands. Despite her fear, she knew that she needed to stay strong.

As the night wore on, Aiko found herself retreating to the bedroom, seeking solace in the familiarity of the space. She curled up on the bed, clutching the gun to her chest as she tried to push aside the fear that threatened to consume her.

Hours passed in agonizing silence as Aiko lay awake, her senses on high alert for any sign of danger. Every creak of the floorboards, every rustle of the wind outside sent a shiver down her spine.

But despite her fear, Aiko refused to give in to despair. With each passing moment, she drew strength from the knowledge that she was not alone. She had Ryo's promise to return, and she would do whatever it took to survive until he did.

As Aiko lay trembling under the bed, her heart pounding in her chest, she strained to hear any movement outside. The sound of her own ragged breaths filled the silence, each one a reminder of her fear.

Outside, the creeping noise grew louder, sending chills down Aiko's spine. She hugged the gun to her chest, her fingers white-knuckled around the cold metal. Every instinct screamed at her to run, to flee from the unknown danger that lurked just beyond the walls of the base.

But Aiko remained frozen in place, paralyzed by fear and uncertainty. She prayed silently for Ryo's swift return, her mind racing with thoughts of what could be waiting for her outside.

Minutes stretched into hours as Aiko huddled in the darkness, her senses on high alert for any sign of danger. She strained to hear any sound over the pounding of her own heart, but the night remained eerily silent save for the relentless creeping outside.

As dawn began to break, casting a faint light through the windows, the creeping noise finally ceased. Aiko lay still for a moment longer, her breath catching in her throat as she waited for any sign of movement.

When all remained quiet, Aiko cautiously emerged from her hiding place, her eyes scanning the room for any sign of intrusion. Finding nothing amiss, she let out a shaky breath of relief, her shoulders sagging with exhaustion.

Though the danger had passed for now, Aiko knew that she could never let her guard down again. The events of the night had served as a stark reminder of the harsh reality of their world, and she vowed to do whatever it took to survive until Ryo's return.

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