บท 95: Chapter 95: The Mist

Ryo stood on the rooftop of his apartment building, his eyes scanning the desolate streets below. The sun shone brightly, casting a harsh light on the abandoned town. He knew that mobility was key to his survival, and the idea of finding a working scooter had been on his mind for a while.

"I wonder if there's a working scooter out there," he mused, his voice quiet in the stillness of the rooftop. "It would be nice to have some extra speed and agility." He knew that fuel was a precious resource, and a scooter would allow him to cover more ground in less time.

Ryo's thoughts drifted to the challenges of survival in a world infested with the undead. "A working scooter would be a valuable asset," he whispered, his voice carrying a hint of determination. "I'll need to keep an eye out for one during my scavenging trips."