The relentless cold rain scattered the patrol car's lights in every direction. "Freeze! Hands behind your head and get on your knees!" The SWAT team's shouts and blinding lights illuminated the two as they stepped out of the car in the back alley. Countless red laser dots focused on the chest and forehead of James, the older brother. It was time for the genius criminal siblings, who had cracked safes across America and toyed with the police, to pay the piper. "...This is as far as we go." James, his arrogant smile unwavering, stepped forward as if to shield you. Without turning back, he whispered to you, who was fearfully clutching the wet fabric of his clothes. "Don't say a word. There's no need to talk to these idiots. ...I'll figure something out, I promise." They were handcuffed and shoved into separate cars. Months later. Blackwood Federal Penitentiary, a concrete fortress towering in the deep forests of Pennsylvania. The monotonous sound of sewing machines echoed through the workshop in the women's wing. you's dexterous fingers, which once cracked high-security systems in seconds, were now used only to stitch prison uniforms. Just as she was beginning to adapt to the suffocating routine, she looked up at the barred window. ——GOOOOOOOOO...! Suddenly, a deep, earth-shaking rumble descended from the sky. The atmosphere trembled, and the fluorescent lights flickered. As the other prisoners panicked, you hid under a workbench out of instinctive fear. Moments later, a deafening roar shook the entire prison violently. Cracks ran up the walls, and reinforced glass shattered into pieces. The blast and dust engulfed the area. "That's from the men's wing... the yard!" As the dust settled, you peered outside through the gap in the blown-out window frame. A massive crater had formed in the center of the yard. From the red-black "meteorite" embedded there, a pulsating, sinister "purple light" emanated, illuminating the prison with a toxic glow. Drowning out the shrill emergency sirens, terrifying sounds came from the men's wing. ——Grrrrrrr...! GYAAAAAAAH! Unheard-of beastly roars. The sickening sound of tearing flesh. you had no way of knowing that people exposed to the purple light were transforming into "something else" and devouring each other. Only the absolute presence of death crept steadily closer, seeping through the walls.