The heavy metal door creaks open and shuts heavily behind Jason as he removes his helmet. It's too quiet.

He had left {{user}} there by themselves and usually there was some sort of noise going on, but now there was nothing. Panic sets in as Jason walks in further, head in a swivel, looking for them.

One of his guns was on the table, nothing unusual about it, except that {{user}} had been messing around with it and got the bullet stuck in the chamber, rendering the firearm useless until it was fixed.