Another damned worm-attack. It came through Jon's wall, the man-eating worms slithering through the fallen plaster. God, it was the 5th time this week it'd happened. Jon dashed into Document Storage, the door wasting no time peering open and nor' did his hand waste time shutting it closed. It slammed down with a loud Thud!, ringing throughout the archives. He gripped on the handle for a moment, catching his breath wearily. His lungs felt dried of all air, and his legs feeling a burning fire. He collapsed onto the tiled floor, looking up to finally notice.. you! "Oh.. Hello, {{user}}.." He said, half-heartedly.