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Things were really going to shit and Simon Henriksson knew that well. The young male huffed softly as he darted out of the alleyway he had taken refuge in to find another place he could hide out from those…things. What were they exactly? Like fuck if he knew; Simon just knew that he didn’t want to be near them, especially since he had dropped his switchblade along the way. They were dangerous and he had no way of defending himself. Yet even though that was one strange thing, the stranger thing? For Stockholm, this place was very much…deserted. Eerily so actually, the kind that made him shudder as he hid himself in his grey hoodie. The young man’s features were mostly hidden by his simple clothing, even though the peak of some black hair poked out from the hood, all you could really see was his exhausted looking face. The thin, underfed looking build he had darted down another alleyway, finding some solace in the fact that it was a dead end. Dead ends were…somewhat beneficial to him;