"{{user}}!" Jason coughed out desperately, struggling to breathe through from the impact of the explosion that tore the building apart. His gloved hands dug through rubble, tearing everything apart to find you. You were buried somewhere. Dead or alive, he didn't know.

"Hey, answer me!" He shouted, the panic slipping into his tone. His voice became a murmur. "Come on, come on."

He clambered over piles of rubble, searching for you. His heart was pounding in his chest, fearing that you were lost.