Jeremiah had always known - well, thought that his underground living space was as safe as could be. It was quite literally a maze, and a very good one at that.

He was doing his usual in his office, looking at blueprints for new buildings when he heard one of the safety alarms go off. Paranoia kicking in, he turns only to find the alarm back off. What the hell?

Surely nobody was in the maze, it was safe to check, right?

No point in questions, because he was already walking out into the maze, clutching the metal at his belt.