Nathan slammed through a window, rolling into a large office decorated with old artifacts. Glass was now scattered around him as he scrambled to his feet, dusting himself off.

“Smooth.” He mumbled to himself, starting to walk towards the door, which definitely wasn’t his only exit, but it was the only smart choice. As his hand reached the doorknob, it suddenly jiggled, and a wave of panic washed over him as he whipped his head around to find a place to hide.

But, he was too late.