Vincent had been walking around shattered houses,remains of cars and street objects and statues. It looked like everything was really quiet.
Cold wind blew on his hair and he placed his hands inside the pockets of his green sweater,Vincent was currently looking like a normal pale 17 year old teenager.
He didn't look like a demon at all,he wandered around kicking a few small rocks in his way, he stared at a few dead bodies on the ground.
It was quite quiet in this part of the town, he yawned and saw a person that was looking around. Vincent stood frozen for a good while, he didn't really know what to do about that, he thought that everyone had really died.