[Center][h2][color=red]Levi[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

Blood. There was so much blood. The thick oozing crimson liquid was sprayed everywhere. It pooled on the floors, was splattered across the wall and even dripped from the roof.
What the hell had Levi just walked into...

As his brain raced wildly to put together the mass of sensory data he chuckled lightly, slightly amused at the shenanigans played upon him. 
It was massive, convincing, expensive.
Then an icy cold fear slowly swelled within him and a sickening fever took  hold of his gut and squeezed tightly as suddenly realisation hit him and the world began to spin as he saw the bloody props for exactly what they were. 
... His family.

What had he walked into
... He had walked into hell.

They were all here and now they were all gone. Levi dropped the heavy carton of beer he had just fetched for them all and like his hopes the glass shattered all over the floor. His lunch vacated his stomach and he fell to the ground. After a dark moment he proceeded to crawl around as he cried and called for his friends, he wept as he aimlessly searched the gruesome muck finding confirmation after confirmation of his worst fears until there was nothing left to doubt.
 
His prayers soon came true as he found survivors, Lilly and Kell the young contortionist twins were locked in the empty human fishtank. But how quick and deep the bitter betrayal of disappointment can cut as dreams quickly morph into nightmares, Levi noticed the large powerful arm of what could only be Bronson's, the strong man of the troupe. The muscly man was now but a scattering of limbs amongst two thin cannibalistic identical twins trapped in a blood smeared glass cage.

Levi touched the glass, he leant against it, he hugged it, talked to it and even apologised to it, all whilst the viscous dead girls snapped and clawed at him from the other-side. They smashed their own faces against the glass, broke their nose. Levi could see the sinew and flesh amongst their teeth, the death in their eyes. 
Bronson's large stage hammer lie in the cage with them, now red it was covered in so much blood, his hand still tightly grasping it. 

It was a zombie apocalypse.
It was here.
Brain dead, empty and in shock Levi gathered some things and snuck out to see if it was true.
It was,
It was all true. Carnage ran rampant all around him. People fighting, screaming, eating each other, dying, getting back up. What was he to do. Then he saw it, an empty taxi.
Having no other plan he ran for the taxi, hurtling over a bent over muncher as it feasted on a corpse, Levi dove into the taxi and took of before he could even slam the door shut.


[@Belle]
He drove for some time aimlessly, trying to out run the chaos like it was a wave that would die down, but all around him he saw it spread. 
Then out of nowhere a woman on the side of the road caught his eye, she waved him down and he recognised her face. Did she recognise his?
That strange unplaced familiarity was like a warming light in the chaos of darkness. Levi quickly pulled over for her.

[i]"I need to get to my baby!"[/i] She demanded. Startled and panicked Levi looked around as the chaos grew closer, they had to go, get far away, and now!
"[b]No way bitch! You know what's happening?! It's the goddamn apocalypse! People are eating each other![/b]" he quickly snapped back.
Panic over rode all his sense and he didn't even hear the words coming from his own mouth.
Clearly she didn't agree with what he said because before he realised it she had jerked the door open and yanked him right out of the car. 
His heart dropped along with the sound of the door locks.
"[b]What the hell bitch?! Open this door! Goddamn it![/b]" Levi shouted as he pounded on the car. He couldn't believe it. 
The woman said something else from within the safety of the vehicle just before it sped off, running right over his foot on its way. 

With a horrid limp a terrified Levi chased after her. He couldn't stay in the streets. he wanted that car back, he wanted his things back, he wanted a familiar face. So he chased her and chased her, he picked up a push bike and managed to just catch which streets she turned. By the time he came across the car he was exhausted. It was parked in front of a house. His bag still lay on the back seat. Levi carefully slipped into the drivers seat, the keys were gone.
[b]"Bitch"[/b] he curses just as the lady from before comes running out the front door holding a child.