Sean began to panic almost immediately, he ripped his sunglasses off of his face and his now extinguished cigarette fell out of his mouth. "What the fuck?! What the F- who are you people am I fuckin' dead, what's going on?" Sean shouted while looking around at the other people in the field, he could only assume he was dead, he recognized one of the people a teenager, some punk kid he smoked around him sometimes he was sure he sold him drugs once but he tried not to remember customers.

He didn't believe in then after life so he tried to convince himself that maybe he ODing and just having a fucked up dream. After turning his head rapidly looking from person to person he finally looked forward and saw a young kid wearing a hood looking pretty ominous he wanted to start asking questions but he didn't know what to say and he couldn't convince himself that asking would make sense.