Henrik, with Anti's permission, decided to play around with the bracelet. He knew the incantation by heart, so he was able to go alone. And if it was dangerous while he had the bracelet on, he could go straight home.
After reciting the Demonic phrases, he ended up in.. a forest? That quickly put him on edge. He didn't know where he was, nor what country, and didn't know who he was going to find all the way out here. How did one get out of here anyway?
That and... his body ached. The pain was all too familiar, so he didn't even bother checking. But what he wore made him rather.. confused. How far back in time had he gone? Had he even gone back in time? Or were trends just different?
He had a black leather jacket on with a white shirt underneath, paired with black jeans and matching boots. What was this, the 50's? Though he had to admit, it was pretty comfy.
It was then he heard rustling in the bushes, hoping his dark clothes helped him blend in. He hid behind the large rock he was sitting on, peeking put hesitantly.