The skies held a darker blue colour as the sun slowly started to slip into a sleep while the moon was sure to take over. The breeze felt chilly within each blow. It was indeed fall. Soft groans carried through the winds, as the necrotic aimlessly wandered through the streets of the cold, empty streets of Tokyo.

A group of teenagers, special teenagers, sought out to find food, water, clothes, medical supplies, and equipment for their upcoming plan.

Miu grabbed a few pieces of metal and other components. Kaito held onto his baseball bat, which was remade into the one like Nigel's from the walking dead. Himiko, Angie, Kaede, and Kirumi gathered food, water, and medical supplies. Ryoma, Gonta, Keebo, Korekiyo, Maki, and Tenko all stood guard, weapons in hand. Rantaro and Shuichi made sure everything was going smoothly, often aiding in whoever needed help. Kokichi... uh... It looked like he just came out of a Pintrest board, specifically under "Steampunk/apocalyptic outfit"... it was safe to say that he was definitely serving cunt.

Rantaro:"How much longer until sunset?"

Miu:"Aproximetly an hour and a half."

Maki:"So we should start going back to the base in about 50 minutes... if not, sooner."

Shuichi:"Better if we go sooner."

Kaito:"Definitely! A few teammates might lag behind." He says, grinning like the idiot he is.

Himiko:"Nye... I'm tired..."

Tenko:"Don't worry, Himiko! I'll carry on the way back!" She gives Himiko a reassuring smile.

Angie:"Auta says something is amidst!"

Ryoma:"Well, that's not alarming at all." His sarcasm flew out naturally.

Korekiyo:"I suggest we hurry."

Kirumi:"I just need a few more supplies. Then we could make it through a week, if not, more."

Kokichi:"Ah! The mother of the group strikes again!"

Miu:"Oh, shut up! Also... where'd ya get that outfit?"

Kokichi:"Not telling!!"

Miu:"Asshole..."

Kaede:"I think I gathered enough water."

Gonta:"These zombies hurt Gonta's nose..."

Keebo:"It'll be okay! We're almost done here!"