mostly extinct is not extinct enough.

All things considered, Alec didn't really have that much to pack. Sure, he'd acquired a few new weapons and things over the past two years, like a nice yew longbow and some girl clothes from a sexswap weekend and a lone yellow sock that had tumbled out of his sheets one time when he was doing laundry. But he got everything packed up relatively quickly, and then the only thing left to do was to sit on the bed and wait for the portal.

He didn't think he'd miss this place much, truth be told. He had had some very tolerable experiences here, but also some very aggravating ones, and his place was back in New York. Finally.