On a summer night, The Management announced, "It will snow tomorrow. Do not go outside." The residents mocked them in disbelief. Roommate Stella Lin went downstairs to meet someone, while Chloe Zhao and I stayed indoors. The Management's attempts to stop her were futile. The next second, eerily glowing snowflakes began to fall, shimmering with a faint blue light. Seventeen people downstairs were frozen solid instantly. By midnight, the frozen figures began to shatter one after another. All communication networks went down, leaving only the residents' group chat functional. The Management posted daily updates of the Weather Rules. Follow them to survive. No one is allowed to leave. Only those who make it to the ninth day can escape.
