A young adult, who appeared no older than 20 wanders the streets of Stockholm. A worried yet angry expression never leaving his face. His tired eyes stare at the blaring screen of his small Sony Ericsson phone, it being his only source of light a long side his switchblade. He just wants to get home. He can't seem to remember where he is after miraculously surviving a car crash, but to be honest after seeing those monsters from not too long ago he's unsure if he even is alive.