Akihiko stretched his arms overhead as he stepped inside from the rec field and headed back to his room. The time outside - time that wasn't interrupted by zombies trying to kill everyone - had done him a lot of good, and he was feeling up for whatever the night brought. Whether it was taking out that freaky computer that was doing all of the talking, or whatever, he was feeling refreshed and ready for a fight.

He thought about his roommate just a little bit as he walked in. Heiji was a good guy, and he just hoped nothing had decided to eat his brains. It'd be a damn shame if that had happened.