“Well look at this sad group…” He mumbled to himself, as he watched the trio’s attention turn toward his direction, and couldn’t help but snort at the idiotic screaming from the red-headed kid dressed in what appeared to be some kind of cloak. Marcus revved the engine a few times, allowing the eight cylinder engine to roar loudly and cause large amounts of exhaust to spew from the tailpipe, only to have the engine suddenly stall out. 

“Shit.” He cranked the engine a twice as it sputtered and died out, trying a third time to have it do nothing. “Dammit!” He pounded on the steering wheel. “I knew I shouldn’t have stopped. I should have fucking kept going until I was far away from- ”

Marcus looked around for a moment as it suddenly dawned on him that he had no idea where he was. In fact, he didn’t know which city he was in as he’d been travelling for longer than he can remember. Allowing a drawn out breath to escape his lips, he grabbed his guns, bag, and a half-empty bottle of water before stepping out of the vehicle and holding both hands out. 

“Hey...um, I come in peace, okay?” His voice echoed down the narrow alley, bouncing off the shelled out buildings and massive amounts of debris scattered everywhere. “So...don’t do anything stupid.”
The man walked closer toward the group, keeping an eye on his surroundings as best he could while also ensuring that his new “friends” weren’t looking to hijack the last few things he owned on the planet.

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