The truck interior. The cracked menu screen pulses once, then fractures further. Behind it, a deeper interface ignites — cold blue light spilling through the cracks like bioluminescence.

The deeper interface text fills the screen. Ryan reads. Mira watches.

The System speaks directly to Ryan. The recruitment funnel revealed.

The System makes its offer. The position described.

The System explains the terms. No truck. No Mira. Or something else.

Ryan speaks to the System. Mira listens.

The System's answer. Cold. Transactional.

The System confirms. It doesn't threaten. It recruits.

Mira speaks about what she did. The cost of coming back.

The sound outside. The horde sensing weakness.

The horde realizes the lights died. They come.

First impact. The window cracks.

Mira grabs a knife. First undead breaks through.

Mira kills the first undead. Efficient. Practiced.

Ryan grabs his cleaver. The truck's last line of defense.

The horde breaks against the truck. Reinforced frame holds.

The System waits. Patient. Still offering the choice.

The suited corpse speaks. First words. Desperate.

The suited corpse's plea. It wants what Mira has.

Ryan's realization. He made them all like this.

The suited corpse's fate. Mira kills it.

The horde presses harder. The truck shudders.

Ryan makes his choice. Or delays it.

Final shot. The truck as a beacon. The horde converging. The choice waiting.