Eric enjoyed his car. He enjoyed it very much, and it was one of the few material possessions that he even remotely cared about. He did not, however, like sleeping in it. Nor did he like it when other people threw their bodies against its interior.

"Don't do that, please," he said, glancing over at Nicki. It appeared they were trapped in another of the house's games.

He opened the envelope on command, reading the words contained within. He wasn't particularly in any hurry just yet, as there wasn't anyone that Eric particularly 'loved' per say, though he wondered how they would have obtained such people.

"We're going to Stonehedge," he said finally, dropping the note. Any supe would have been able to come to that conclusion, and he glanced at Nicki as he turned the key in the ignition. "You've heard of it, right?