[He's running, quite fast, seemingly with the intention of chasing someone down. Clad in a dark green outfit, set off by his silver boots and jacket, the sprinting man suddenly halts as he realises he's alone.
He doesn't remember running into a building, and he'd surely notice one that was this big. Something strange was going on. He adjusted his glasses with one hand, a gun still held in the other as he glanced around the corridor.]