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It took us three days before we started seeing shapes in the fog. Kuroo and I had been out one Thursday morning, scavenging through the ruins of what used to be Miyagi for food. The air was thick and I could see my breath come out like puffs of smoke. I opened the glass door of an abandoned supermarket and the two of us began grabbing things off the shelves, filling whatever we could carry into our dingy backpacks. Cans of tuna, bread, water, and anything else that would fit.“Ooh, make sure to grab some Goldfish crackers if you see any, moonshine. You know how much Bo loves those.” Kuroo hollered from a few aisles over, and I let out a half-hearted laugh. Leave it to Kuroo Tetsurou to remember the little things, even in the middle of the damn apocalypse.I turned, facing away from the doors of the store to grab the crackers, and the brand of granola that Akaashi liked.“Tsuuu-ki! You won’t believe what I found!” Kuroo’s merry voice rang through the store. Just as I was about to turn and give him a snarky reply, I heard a thud, the sound of a bag dropping to the floor.Then, footsteps running towards me.“Kei!” the next thing I knew, he had grabbed me by the wrist and taken me up the escalator to the upper portion of the supermarket. When I looked at his messier-than-usual hair and noticed his quick, panted breaths, I knew something was wrong.“Kuroo, Tetsu, what’s the matter, what did you see?” I cupped the sides of his face and searched his hazel eyes for an answer. Several seconds went by till he led me to the window, his grip on my wrist still deathly tight.“Look,” he whispered.Squinting through the cracked lenses of my glasses, I looked out the glass window. It took me a few seconds, but despite the thick fog I could see large, terrifyingly human shaped figures row by row outside. They were slow, almost limping.And they were inching closer.My heart jumped to my throat. Turning to Kuroo, I let out a shaky, ragged breath.“What do we do?”