No one knew that night would be the last time the city's lights would ever shine.
The clock struck 11:55 PM when a strange sound echoed through every radio — a distorted static followed by a whisper that didn't sound human.
> "Can you hear me?... Don't let the light go out…"
One by one, the lights began to die — from windows to street lamps.
And as the darkness spread, Lian opened her eyes to find everything around her gone — the people, the sounds, even her reflection in the mirror.
Something was moving in the dark… slowly… as if waiting for her to speak the first word.