Erik watched the man closely. He could tell that the man had lost a lot of blood as he looked pale and weak. Erik rubbed his forehead and cursed softly. He just couldnâ€™t believe that he man was still alive after losing such an amount of blood. How was he even still moving, he wondered.<br/><br/>The man acted as if it was nothing special. But Erik knew that the man had most likely panicked after losing his arm. â€œAre you sure that youâ€™re not losing blood anymore.â€ He asked as his eyes scan the man with his blue uniform. This man had either lost his mind or was very good at controlling himself. Erik bit his lip and sighed as he continued listening to the man. When he heard how the man cauterized his wound his eyes widened. This man couldnâ€™t just be a normal cop, right? Erik looked at the building behind him and thanked him again.<br/><br/>â€œThanks..â€ Erik replied. â€œI guess.â€ He frowned a bit and scratched his beard. He himself wouldnâ€™t call it lucky. But compared to the others the man, named Aaron, might be right. At least he was still alive and he didnâ€™t look that bad. â€œThe nameâ€™s Aaron by the way nice toâ€¦â€<br/><br/>Suddenly there was a bloodcurdling scream. Erik covered his ears and closed his eyes. What was up with those screams. They werenâ€™t human, were they? Erik slowly opened his eyes again and watched how the white trees in the distance were moving slightly. The soldier narrowed his eyes and tried to discover something that was going on over there, but without success. He bit his lip and slowly looked up at Aaron. â€œWhat the hell was that?!â€ Erik asked Aaron.  Before Aaron could answer there was a womanâ€™s voice asking if anyone was still alive.<br/><br/>Erik got confused when Aaron said it wasnâ€™t good. â€œWhat do you mean it isnâ€™t good?â€ He frowned and looked at him as if he was a mad man. â€œSheâ€™s alive. Maybe theyâ€™re searching for survivors. Come, we should find her.â€ He thought it would be a good idea. He truly didnâ€™t understand why Aaron would think otherwise.<br/><br/>If it indeed was a group of people who were searching for survivors. Maybe Erik would be able to search for his comrades. He didnâ€™t want to believe that they had died, so he didnâ€™t . They were somewhere out there in the city, searching for him. They were alive. Erik told himself and kept telling himself. They needed his help.