Supplies

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Bakugou and Deku hurried through the the dark alleys. Fear, and sweat trickling down there backs. Thoughts running through their heads, wondering if they would get spotted. If you saw them you wouldn't be able to recognize them. Hahaha, they could hardly recognize themselves, much less try to remember the past. Their hair was filthy, and greasy, showing they had not bathed in a long time. There clothes were dark in color. Torn and shredded in places. They each had masks on, which covered there entire faces. But, these masks weren't normal. The mask were made out of Siffler flesh. The Siffler flesh made it easier to go outside whether it be during the day or night. It also made it so there scent was dulled.
"How much further?" Bakugou gasped, exhaustion clear in his voice. "Only one more mile." Spoke Deku, his voice matching bakugou's.
Whilst running they saw a disturbing, but common sight. A body mauled and disembowled, face unrecognizable though the hair was familiar. They had no time to check though, and ran past. A few minutes later and they finally made it, standing before them was a crude supermarket. It's doors were busted and torn, and peeking through the doors wad a blackness that threatened to swallow anyone whole. Deku and Bakugou looked at each other with terror in their eyes, and kissed silently accepting that they might die. They walked inside with their hands on their weapons, forms stiff and rigid. The inside was pitch black though as they went further in, their eyes began to adjust. The ground was covered with grime rotten food, and both dried/fresh blood. The shelves were nearly bare as in the after math of THAT day, people began trying to go there whenever that could, but the sifflers made that task extremely difficult. "What do we need to get again?" Whispered Deku. "Clothes, food, tape, knives, and batteries." Replied Bakugou. They made it to the isle, and quickly began grabbing what they need, and shoved as many as they could fit into their bags. Once they grabbed what they needed they quickly went back outside, and began running 'home'.

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