[@DriveEMOut]
The bullet hit Sam right in the back...right where the bullet proof vest was protecting him. Maniacles manufactured and equipped its mercs with their own equipment, and these vests were much more efficient than you saw with law enforcement and even some military. Sam barely felt the bullet, and was able to keep rushing through.

The door he rushed through led him to some recreational room. When he saw the bullet he shot did almost nothing to Jack, and heard Jack yell he couldn't die, he shouted "What the fuck?" and threw a grenade behind him to at least slow Jack down, then continued in pursuit of John. Sam had been trained well, but wasn't as used to fighting supernatural creatures, so the fact Jack shrugged off bullets so well shook him up a little, but he kept his wits about him as he continued running.

[@The1Rolling1Boy][@Slendy]
Seconds later, the sound of a grenade blast could be heard in the room next door, as John came down from the ceiling. Yes, he was clinging to the ceiling like a ninja.

He turned to the other two and said in a low voice "Either one of you know what the hell that guy wants?" John knew, by instinct, this wasn't just some arrest. Sam didin't look like law enforcement, more like a special operative, for some corporate army.

He knew Jack had chased Sam into the next room and the pursuit would probably continue until one of them, most likely the mercenary, was dead. Still, John felt an obligation to finish this himself, but figured there would be more mercenaries and he would need better weapons before taking them on directly. He figured he would sneak around and slit the mercenaries throat, he only had 8 bullets and wanted to preserve ammo.

"Either of you think you could spare a map? Or does the hallway lead around into that room next to us?" He asked the other two.