The world was sombre and wicked due to the outbreak of a zombie apocalypse spread by an unknown disease of a wound and injuries. There wasn't any single human living and walking calmly in the streets, the place and streets are filled with hoard of zombies, strolling langour. No longer the world genial. Most buildings were wrecked and little food was found, yearning was not the case.

During that time, Akutagawa was pondering on what to do. When the announcement was made on speakers weeks ago, announcing the terrible outbreak. He was hanging out with Atsushi as well. He truly didn't believe it at first, thinking it was a fraud, but that supported the hilarious announcement of beyond possible, a crawling corpse groaning in a vociferous tone. He didn't even hesitate to react strongly to grab Atsushi's hand, shutting him up and reassuring him that it was fine. It broke his heart a little seeing his unsettled expression.

Akutagawa sighs, his clothes was covered in blood splattered his black coat. His hand was covered in bandages from trying to shoot zombies away. What a life of a college student. He inaudibly groans on his bitten neck, he got bitten letting his guard down. Yet he pensively asked himself why he hasn't turned into the undead. He won't let Atsushi know though..not yet. He wouldn't want to make him worried.

It's been a few hours, and most zombies avoid him. Possibly, because they see him as one, but still has consciousness and aware of himself. It was a serene feeling, to be honest. Akutagawa was walking and watching out the undead, he still held a gun just incase in his jackets pocket because who knows if a random limping corpse(s) appear out of nowhere?