Blood and water was running down his face as snuck into the building where he assumed the Roeg gang members would be. As he climbed up to the upper windows to peek into the storage room with his eyebrows scrunched together slightly. His fingers slowly pressed against the window to pop the bottom of it open slowly. As he stared down he the gang members kicking someone he didn't know back and forth. It seems like they hadn't changed one bit. It made him infuriated especially since the person looked so young.

It only took him a couple of seconds to drop down and after a couple of long minutes of blood shed and screaming, begging. Eric didn't care, they didn't deserve to live after everything they had done. As he carefully wiped the blood from his face his dark eyes slowly trailed over to the person laying on the ground. Were they alive?

His combat boots hit the ground as he slowly made his way over to the person. Eric slowly lowered himself into a kneeling position and his index and middle finger pressed against their neck to find their pulse to see if they were alive. "Wake up." Eric said in a monotone voice as he stared down at them in a stoic manner.