Erik is walking down the street, potholes and cracks are everywhere and plants are growing over the concrete. He wanders for a bit longer, then sits down against an old rusted car and sighs, leaning back and staring at the setting sun.

“God…”

He mumbles and takes a deep breath, then tries the door to the car, finding it locked and he groans.

“Fuck-“

Erik groans and reaches into his bag, rummaging around until he hears something behind him, startling him and he immediately grabs the baseball bat he has hanging off his back and swigs around, bracing the bat.