"Da fuсkin' shiet happened here? Mean.. obviousleh bad crap, judgin' from da bullet holes, shiet collapsin' 'nd crumblin' all ovah da goddamn place, freaked out scientists." [i]Jason continued to head onwards, passing through the door, before heading down the stairs, rapidly moving down them, before hopping off one of the last steps, landing on his feet with a rather un-gentle thud. The humming continued as did his walking, eyes still darting over to his radar every now and then.[/i]