The day wall Maria was breached, the Survey Corps, along with Captain Levi's special operations squad passed under an area of debris in an abandoned settlement on their way back from a scouting operation. They had all heard the ear splitting crash thatcame
from the direction of the walls.

"Levi Heichou, do you really think the Titans have breached wall Maria?" Petra asked.

Levi was silent for a minute before he answered. "There's no point in making assumptions. We'll figure things out when we -"

As he spoke he passed under part of a roof that stuck out on the road. Suddenly a heavy piece of stone dropped right on top of his head knocking him off his horse and unconscious.

"Heichou!"

Levi woke up confused. His head hurt but the pain was quickly subduing. Something wasn't right. There was a bright streak of light across his face and he was lying down in a fluffy white bed. But he still had all of his gear on. He sat up and looked
he saw was shocking. Everything was a mess. Blankets were in shambles falling off the bed, posters hung crookedly off the wall, the desk was cluttered with books and papers on and around it and clothing lay in disheveled heaps everywhere. Wherethe
hell was he?He got out of bed and looked around. The walls were a baby blue color and the floor, where it was visible under all the shit, was a light colored wood. The desk and bed were white and there were two white doors on the left wall.
Both wereopen. He went into the far one. It was the bathroom. There was more clothing in and around the lavender hamper and bathroom products lay all over the sink counter.

Filthy.

Levi looked up into the mirror and froze. He almost didn't recognize himself. It was his reflection in the mirror but, he couldn't find the words to describe what was different. He looked down at his hands. They were covered in finely detailed lines thatsprawled
in random patterns all over. He could faintly see his veins through his skin and his finger nails had multiple layers of transparency.

He looked down at his body. His clothes were minutely detailed. His green coat, which normally looked smooth and solid was now covered in microscopic fibers of wool. His white shirt had defined seems and creases and his cravat felt silky and puffed outin
front of him more than usual. His jacket looked tattered and worn and every individual thread on his wings of freedom badge stood out beautifully. Levi felt his left cuff. The fabric felt thick and rough, not smooth. His pants were made of thesame
fabric and also creased around his crotch, knees and where they tucked into his leather boots. His boots were oddly colored where the leather had worn and all the rips and scratches were pronounced. The top of the boots slightly flopped overwhere
they rested over his knees. The leather body straps holding his gear together normally appeared to lay flat, almost blending with his clothes; now Levi could see how they stuck out, defined separately from his shirt and pants. When he felt hisstraps
and belt they felt smooth and tough and the metal pieces on his thighs and shoulders were slightly cool. His 3D maneuver gear was different too. The air containers were cool and smooth to the touch but the edges of the blade holders felt sturdyand
slightly whole device was shaded and slightly darker or lighter depending on what surface he looked at.

Levi leaned into the mirror again to better analyze his face. He could only describe it as depth. His face had depth. His nose stuck out in front of him and there were no harsh lines indicating any features on his face. Everything seemed to just stick
/out. And everything had highlights and shadows. His ears were pink around the edges and he could feel every crease was separate. His face wasn't smooth and monotoned either. Like his hands, he could faintly see his veins through his skin and his skinwas
covered in microscopic pores. His cheeks and nose were slightly rosy and he had dark circles under his eyes. Levi slid his fingers across his mouth. He had thin lips the color of smoke salmon and they too had small lines. However, the most unusualthings
to him were the tiny little hairs around his eyes and on his brows. His brows, which once appeared as two straight black lines, were now composed of tiny, thin black hairs... And his eyes had them too. He widened his eyes so he could see hisirises.
There seemed to be an infinite number of grey-blue fibers surrounding his pupil; it was mesmerizing. Levi reached his hand up and felt a clump of his hair. It wasn't just a lump of black anymore either. It was a mass of individual strands,each
one having a slightly lighter or darker shade. Some strands were dark brown, others were black, some were lighter browns and some were more grey. Levi stepped away from the mirror in disbelief. Was he dreaming? He pinched himself on the arm but,to
his disappointment, it hurt.

Levi left the bathroom and went through the other door. He was now in what appeared to be a living room and kitchen. In front of him to his right were two very large metal boxes that opened at the top. He opened one of the lids. Inside was a large, circular,metal
bin. It looked like a sickening torture device of some sort. Levi closed the lid again. To his left was a small wine colored couch, a short table and another short cupboard with a medium sized, thin, black and grey rectangle. He walkedover and
opened the cupboards to find more shorter black rectangles with numerous lights and buttons and wires. He closed the cupboards. Just ahead of the weird rectangle was the kitchenette. It was small but spacious and had many cupboards and drawerslining
the walls. There was a stove and oven among other appliances that Levi didn't know the names of.

Both the kitchen and living room were very messy and disorganized like the bedroom. Dirty dishes were piled up in the sink, take out boxes over flowed in the trash, and clothes were flung over the couch.

Where ever he was, whoever lived here either knew he was a clean freak and did this on purpose to spite him or they had absolutely no idea. But why was he even here? Maybe on their way back through wall Rose they walked through an ambush? Is he beingheld
hostage? By whom? This place looks nothing like a normal house and everything was so intricately detailed. The only way he could think to describe it was that nothing looked... flat. Everything, even the thin layer of carpet, had volume. Walking
/around felt weird also, as if everything was further away than normal. He felt like he spent more energy than necessary just walking around. There seemed to just be... more space. And he looks... Levi tried not to think about that. His squad, wherethey
here too somewhere?

There was another door to his right. It led into a short hallway with two doors at each end. A potted plant stood behind the door closest to him and a small leather purse rested on one of the branches. A thin wood entryway table leaned against the oppositewall
closer to the far door. A mirror and a small brown box, painted with a pink flower pattern, rested on top of it. He went to open the door at the far end of the hallway, trying to avoid his reflection in the mirror as best he could, but it was

locked. He tried to switch open the lock but it wouldn't budge. He was trapped. He tried the door at the other end. It opened to reveal a tiny closet with jackets hanging from a bar and some cleaning supplies resting on the floor. Levi closed the
/closet and walked back through the rooms. He couldn't think straight. He had too clean up this mess, then maybe he could think of a way to approach this odd situation.

Three hours later he finished cleaning everything except for the bedroom and bathroom. He was about to start on the bedroom when he heard some jingling coming from the front door. Was this the person who locked him in here? Or had his squad found him?Maybe
whoever locked him here knew Levi would be to preoccupied cleaning and might of had enough time to bring in reinforcements? It sounded stupid but Levi was angry and he was talking no chances. He took off his cleaning gloves and put on his cape
/obscuring his face with the hood. He waited with his swords drawn behind the bedroom door.