<div class="floatleft">(http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2630/3947226116_da6e6e0e1a_m.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Megan Ramirez (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=216507.msg10638706#msg10638706)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Westcoast Ink<br/><strong>Time and Date</strong>: 10:30am<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open/Anyone<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Sunglasses (http://www.187avenue.com/brittanya/Brittanya187_Store/Acc/IMG_8502.jpg)/Daisy Duke shorts and black shirt that is cut off from the stomach down (http://media-cache-cd0.pinimg.com/236x/ac/71/b1/ac71b184e043992e436ec72b3dd04d5d.jpg)<br/><strong>Music</strong>:  Here<br/>(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=56vLS_KPp9I[/url)<hr/><br/>Megan's day went from bad to worse. She was alone in what looked like the final days of mankind. Buildings were on fire, and people ran screaming in fear. Deranged people attacked on another, eating their bodies and leaping to the next victim.<br/><br/>Down an alley the true nature of people could be seen. Some were being raped, while others were beaten for money. What ever control society had on people, it was now coming to an extreme end. The tattoo artists clutched her bat and ducked behind a near by car. The cop who was firing at people was finally silenced. Megan wandered if she should try and see if the cop's gun was still on her.<br/><br/>Before she could enact any real plan to get off the street and to somewhere safe she was caught off guard by a running lunatic. Their eyes held the same crazed look as the woman who attacked Dave. Megan growled and swung her bat into the man's stomach and sent him stumbling back. She followed up quickly by bashing the bat into the man's skull. Blood spurted out, splashing on Megan's shirt and exposed stomach.<br/><br/>"Fuck. YOU!" she screamed in frustration. Having committed murder in her mind, Megan scrambled for her phone again to attempt to text Melody. Her phone screen was covered in blood from her hands which made texting near impossible.