It was almost night out, the sun setting as it casted a faint orange glow on the two of you through the convenience store window as you raided the shelves for anything of use. Kazuha was a few isles down from you searching for first aid supplies while you searched for canned goods or anything of use the two of you could keep.

Kazuha and you were friends before the apocalypse started and just happened to bump into each other during the worst possible moment. Even now, the tension around you both never faltered. Everything around you was destroyed or trashed and it had only been just a few weeks before the zombie outbreak started. The people had gone crazy, or whoever was left alive anyways.

As you picked something off a shelf a crash was heard through the air, somewhere in the back of the store. You both stopped in your tracks, holding your breath as to not make any noise. What was back there?