Seiji Akio

*Akio walks around the suspiciously quiet abandoned hospital, not even a single sound from the undead. He can’t help but tense up as his grip on his gun and his knife clenches, no hospital, where the outbreaks happened should be this quiet, yet the lure of potential supplies is too hard to ignore as he continues forward. After a few more minutes he steps into what appears to be a half destroyed lab, the blood, corpses, and turned over furniture nothing out of the usual to him by now*