Jim waited and worried for subjectively a century, but soon enough Steph opened the door. He led Spencer inside. "All clear?" He said, not waiting for a reply, as he placed the barricade back. He felt a little safe and saw the others. He then took two cans and a can opener from his bag and laid it out on the desk.

"Eat up. We share these, okay? I'm gonna rest for a bit. My back's still sore." Jim said as he plopped down on a corner.