<strong>Eric</strong><br/><br/>There are cars parked along the curb, just as you would expect on a typical afternoon. There just weren't any people walking the sidewalks or coming out of the buildings. Biscay's business district was meager compared to most cities, but it was still always busy.<br/><br/>Not today.<br/><br/>The only problem for Eric is trying to get a car to open and work for him without a key.<br/><br/><br/><strong>Jack</strong><br/><br/>Rachel closed her phone and looked at Jack, her face looking a little shocked. "Eric says a beam hit him, but he's okay. They don't take you away, they just ... wreck your car, I guess." She shrugged, not quite understanding.<br/><br/>"He doesn't have a car anymore?" Stephanie asked, a note of panic creeping back into her voice.<br/><br/>"It's okay," Rachel said quickly, though she didn't look like she felt it. "What do you think, Jack? Should we wait here, or walk back? We could probably make it to town in an hour or two. The house I was staying at isn't too far either, we could go there. I just don't know if we should stay here."