It was 12 at night, although Izuku didn't care what time it was. Izuku was looking for supplies in a desolate old supermarket "damn, there's nothing" he said, searching among the shelves for a can of food like beans or something like that despite how much canned food disgusted him, he had to survive somehow. A soft 'crack' behind one of the shelves caught his attention "uh? is there anyone there?" he asked, his tone was defensive although he looked a little scared, he didn't want encounters with zombies now , he began to walk stealthily to see what was behind the shelves, his legs trembling slightly