The Wanderer

As the night goes on a dark figure emerges from the gloom and begins to roam the deserted streets. The figure then pulls a flask out of his trench coat and drinks deeply. A bit of the red liquid rolls down his mouth and he wipes it away with the back of his hand quickly. After he returned the flask to his coat he begins to walk again. Soon he comes to a lit street and passes under some lit street lights. You see that he has many scars. The scars were everywhere and some were too gruesome to look at while some seemed that they still needed to heal some. Suddenly the street lights go out. You are engulfed in darkness for a brief time. When the street lights come back on you see a black crow where the mysterious figure had been standing. Then the black crow flies over head, over the buildings, and into the night sky and out of sight. Guess it was time for him to move on.