After a deadly virus leaks all over the world, every country is forced to close down its borders and airports to prevent anyone from coming in and out. Though, it's too late for some people. The dead have risen and are looking for revenge.
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Season 7
The squelching echoed in her ear. She pulled out her knife from a rotter before getting rid of the one next to it. She stood inside a house in the same neighborhood where she first saw Hanta. When she pulled back, she stared at the couple on the bed, their back melting into the sheets. Just beside of the bed where she peacefully ended their life was a photo frame that she picked up. It was dusty, but she used her thumb to wipe it off with a swipe, before staring at the photo.
Such a happy old couple. Their smile caused their winkles to show, but even then they still looked beautiful. Their eyes, filled with light as they stared into the camera, had her swallow her saliva as she blinked. She placed the frame back down, looking back at the dead lovers. Despite their bones showing from its fingers, their ring still snuggly sat, bits of dried blood staining the gold. Cautiously, with her left hand she picked up the rotter's left hand, placing it on his clothed stomach.
Out of respect, she picked up the sheets and placed it over their bodies, letting out an internal sigh as she exited the room, gently closing the door. The wood underneath her groaned as she walked room to room. She was hoping to score something good, but when she checked the bathroom cabinet, above the sink all she found were painkillers. She didn't know what they were used for as the names were long and rather difficult to pronounce. They had to be in decent condition since they were kept hidden behind the mirror, but incase they weren't she threw it in her bag to confirm with Yawara.
She exited the home and walked down the street with hands in her pockets. Hearing a soft moan coming from below her, she looked down to see a rotter trap underneath a car. Instead of getting rid of it, she continued at her pace, letting the moan grow distant. It was a bit chilly out, but she didn't mind. The radio on her hip turned on and she had forgotten Momo gave it to her as she slightly jumped.
It was static before she could make out Izuku's soft voice. She had forgotten he was supposed to return today "...F/n, are you there?"
She grabbed it from her waistband, her finger on the small button that allowed her to talk, "Yeah, I'm here."
She stopped walking, sniffling from the cold as she waited by a trash filled dumpster for him to speak. "Where are you? You need to come back."
"Not right now." She scratched her eyebrow, "I'm busy."
It was quiet for a moment and she thought he had given up, but as she put the radio back on her hip the static once returned. "..Please don't tell me you're leaving."
Her eye twitched and she wondered where he even got that idea, "What are you on about?"
It was quiet for a short moment, until a cut off sigh was heard, his tone being laced in worried, "...I feel like you're trying to leave me. I know I've been gone, so I don't know what you're thinking about. I might be pushing..the boundaries, but I don't want you to shut me out and I can't help but worry about you when you haven't been acting like yourself lately.
