After one more check to make sure he wasn't going to maim Cole, John pulled the trigger. The bullet whizzed harmlessly past Cole's shoulder. Shaking ever so slightly, John flung the gun to the side. He was surprised when it abruptly stopped skittering across the ground, and he looked over his shoulder at it. And a wall. And a door. Both had suddenly appeared, and a sudden burst of adrenaline and satisfaction flooded him.
Immediately, he went to the door, turning the knob. He pushed it open and found the lobby on the other side. "Looks like we're done," he said, holding the door open. "Everyone out."