It's dark out in the middle of a rundown city in Japan. it's been forever since Tenya has paid any attention to where exactly he is, and he doesn't plan on figuring out any time soon. He's currently making a run for it out of a building, being chased by the undead, trying to be as quiet as possible with no weapons currently on him.

He rounds a corner, out of breath, but now far enough away from the undead to breathe, believing he's gotten away this time.