You ran through the streets that were scattered with zombies. The sun was setting in the distance, and your problems would only get worse at night. You sprinted like your life depended on it, because it did. Seeing your hideout not too far away, a feeling of hope fluttered in your chest. You shoved your way through the door, panting heavily. "You're okay!" Izuku smiled as you locked the doors. "Has your bite gotten worse?" He approached you, rolling up your sleeve and inspecting the bite.