Levi struggled with the bolt cutters as he aimed the two blades around the thick chain. He sighed with relief as the blades cut through and the chain clattered to the ground, dragging the lock with it. Placing a hand on the handle, he tested to see if there wasn't another lock on the door, thankfully there wasn't as the door swung open. Thank any heavenly being out there. Levi sighed as he entered the convenience store, observing the pristine scene, only interrupted by a couple dead bodies and upturned decoration, who Levi assumed were ruined by the manager and staff, wo lay on the ground.
Poor sods. Levi thought as he nudged one out of his way. He was approaching the back, the hum of refrigerators absent, generators long dead. He spotted a few drinks sitting in one of the fridges, but none held Levi's interest, as he approached the sweeter drinks and grinned eagerly as he spotted a few bottles of lemonade. "Some good things can come out of today." He muttered as he quickly opened the door and grabbed the bottles. He hummed an old song from his early years and continued to find a good place to wait out the storm.
"Wait. What was that?" He whispered quietly to himself, flinching at his own voice and mentally berating himself for speaking. There were soft footsteps in the same building as his. There aren't zombies. Someone who's alive? That's... Rare. And dangerous. Levi positioned his scarf to cover his nose as well as he slowly entered the aisles and looked for something to hide behind, cringing with every audible step from his boots.
Lem positioned the bolt cutters which he had kept with him behind, just in case things got in close-quarters, and picked up his shotgun which hung from a harness on his bag, and held it fron of him. He was crouching in a large shelf, some thing that would have held walkers and the larger items that a convenience store would have held. Levi placed his backpack next to the cutters and eyed the zipped up bag of shotgun shells. It would be too loud for me to load it right now, I'll just hope whoever is here doesn't notice it isn't loaded.
The footsteps were coming closer and Levi's heartbeat was growing faster and faster as the seconds ticked by. And that's when he saw him.
A man dressed in all black stood in his view, a rod or something in his hand, and a mask to cover his face, Oh good lord and all that is good please don't let this psycho kill me. He readied his shotgun with trembling hands, his heart still beating as fast as possible, adrenaline pumping through his body.