Erik looked around the room. It seemed to be a kitchen and dining room like he himself had in Australia. But his was slightly larger and cleaner. But that might also be because of the destruction that infected this room a lot. Plates had fallen down and laid broken on the ground, most cupboards were open or, which was the case with a few of them, the doors had just fallen off. The things that, luckily enough, had been spared seemed to be the refrigerator and the stove.  There were cracks in the wall that made him slightly worried about the stability of the building at that moment. Erik took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his dark hair and continued looking around. The wooden table he was sitting on seemed fairly strong and the chairs seemed alright. Some were knocked over but that was about it. Then his eyes scanned over the armoire ,that was placed neatly against the wall, and then the China cabinet, in which things had fallen over and broke. He then started to look for every possible entrance and exit as he had no idea what was going on out there. There was one door in the wall furthest from him and another on the left. He then took track of the few windows that were there but hoped he didnâ€™t have to use any of those.<br/><br/>â€œAlrightâ€¦ Now pull yourself together, Erik.â€ He muttered to himself and buried his face in his hands. â€œWhat do I need to do first? Contact the base, find a weapon, find my friends and then I can get the hell out of here. Priority number one, Contact the base and secure the others.â€ His voice was muffled and he tried to sound calm but actually he had no idea what to do. He sighed deeply. Erikâ€™s head jerked up when he heard the bloodcurdling screams that came from outside. Unlike the last he had heard, these were sounding more humanoid. He stared at the door for a while. He was really curious about what was going on outside, but he decided heâ€™d actually rather not find out. That though actually pissed him off due to the fact that his job was to save others and help them out in times of need. But without any directions he was fairly useless. He needed tactics and he needed a plan. His eyes focused on Aaron for a while. He then got up from the table and got himself back on his feet. He made his way to the refrigerator and started to search for something eatable. Water was something that would come in handy as well. Then something popped back up in his memory. Didnâ€™t Aaron have a weapon? That thing would be useless to him in a state like this, right? Erik looked over his shoulder at the man that laid there on the ground. He really didnâ€™t want to do this. Number one in the army was donâ€™t lose your weapon to anyone, only steal them from your enemies. Aaron was most definitely not his enemy and it was his own fault that he had lost his firearm, but then again. He had to be able to do something when something would happen. â€œDamn itâ€¦â€ He muttered darkly and uncomfortable. He approached Aaron and kneeled down to take the gun from the holster. When he got a hold of the weapon the image of the dead child flashed before his eyes. A shock went through Erik and he looked around slightly panicky. â€œWeâ€™re not going mental now, Erik. Come on!â€ He growled and as he wanted to get up he heard the voices from a room nearby.<br/><br/>Erik frowned and holstered the gun in his own holster. He was about to approach the door when it swung open. The first thing that he did was frown out of confusion. What the hell was he looking at? There were two people. A man with a golden-like shine on his skin, strange black markings upon his face and his black hair tightly pulled back into a knot. The business suit he was wearing seemed to be worn improperly. Now that Erik was looking at the strange suit of the man he noticed the build he had and heâ€™d most definitely not want to pick a fight with him. Then there was the girl next to him. She seemed to be around 12- 13 years old in Erikâ€™s eyes. She was covered by a plain white dress and was walking on her bare feet. She wore a necklace, too big for her, that was partially covered by her grey, shoulder length hair. She had the same sort of markings as the man besides her, but hers were more elegant and playful to him. Her blue, and his green, eyes were staring blankly at him. Or werenâ€™t they?<br/><br/>The soldier had already put his hand on the holster so heâ€™d be able to take the gun without having to reach for it first.  His eyes were especially on the larger male with the intimidating and strange markings on his face. Erik himself wasnâ€™t that tall at all so he wasnâ€™t quite comfortable around him. Especially their eyes made him a bit edgy. There was something off about these two. He cleared his throat and then clearly spoke, â€œHello, are you two alright?â€ He awaited an answer and then continued, â€œDo you need help?â€  His eyes were slightly narrowed and his muscles were tensed. Everything in his body told him that something was wrong. And the fact that he couldnâ€™t quite see if they were looking at him or at something else made it even worse. Erik then quickly glanced over his shoulder to make sure that Aaron hadnâ€™t gotten up or that someone else was there. But no, there was nothing or no one there.