Guzma trudged through the desolate city, holding his trusty baseball bat at the ready. Ever since the Aether Foundations research backfired, the saliva transmitted infection spread across the world. Guzma only had his trusted Team Skull back at base to rely on. Guzmas current mission was to try and find supplies, as rations were running slow. As he entered one of the stores that didn’t look ransacked, he tapped his baseball bat against the ground, testing to see if any infected would appear.