You step into a elevator, but someone else is there, you just get in. The elevator moves up and it stops. You grumble in annoyance and you look over at the man who was with you.

The man stares in front of him, he's standing like a statue. His face was covered. He's carrying two guns on his belt, his hand is touching one of the guns slightly. There's also an rifle strapped to his back. He doesn't seem to notice you, or care about you.