Seattle Seahawks stadium...easy enough. It also looked like the twin towers decided square peg doesn't fit in tiny round hole. Good. Should be easy enough to get there. He quickly manuevered through the sewers, stopping for nothing. He damn near skidded to a halt, unfortunately he didn't do so soon enough. He ran directly into York and Flordia, the three hit the ground and nearly the sewer water itself. 

York clambered for the pistol and aimed it defensively at Erick. "I don't have time for this. Pick yourself up and get to the stadium..." Erick told him sharply, he began to step around him but a shot was fired hitting the wall directly beside him. "If I wanted you dead I wouldn't have helped you earlier and I would easily kill you now. Stop your bullshit and come on." Erick said, sighing. It was going to continue to be one of those days.
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"Slowing down isn't a thing I do buddy!" He shouted at the crow-man-vampire-thing that'd helped him. After finding several cities being attacked by ghouls, Blood had stuck to the back roads. Ironically enough, it was proving faster. He gauged he didn't have long to get to base, a few hours at most. The one thing that concerned him was where Silver had gotten off to, and if Yamada had caught her again, or even worse Purge. He sighed. He'd have to look for her after his armor was repaired and everything wasn't going to shit, which would be...almost never. Eh. He'd make time.