Na-yeon stares at the scratch. Her grip tightens on the scissors.
CHEONG-SAN (cold): I’m not him.
Na-yeon scrambles through. On-jo follows. Cheong-san last. All of Us Are Dead Script
Cheong-san rears back, kicks once, twice. The metal groans. Third kick—the lock snaps. The door swings open to the . Na-yeon stares at the scratch
The roof door THUMPS as zombies crash against it from inside. Cheong-san grabs the handle, holds it shut. holds it shut.