Jeff was sitting on the sidewalk near the convenience store where he had first run into Randy and his gang. He was lost in his thoughts, playing with his lighter that was stored in the pocket of his hoodie. The hood obscuring his face, along with the wired earbuds he was wearing, gave him a 'Don't talk to me or I will bash your brains in' kind of energy. He absentmindedly swirled what was left of the energy drink in his can around, staring into the treeline of the woods