Erik sighed. "I guess drawing straws will have to do." he wasn't particularly fond of the idea, as he was used to using logic to decide things, but it seemed unavoidable. "May I?" he asked as he took the arrow from forest and broke it into several pieces. Then he held them in his fist. "Let's say shortest gets the advantage." and he drew his straw, which was unfortunately the longest one of the bunch. He inwardly cursed his luck as the others drew their straws and surprisingly enough, Mr. Cellophane had the shortest arrow section.<br/><br/>"Well, I can't really say I'm shocked." The Binary man's voice said from the disembodied air around them. "After all, he will most definitely need the advantage where you're headed. By the way, I wouldn't rush out of the bunker if I were you. the outside is swarming with Nazis." then yet another voice they had not heard yet but that sounded slightly familiar to Erik, if not all of them, shouted from the other side of the bunker doors "Stand down or I will make sure you can't walk ever again!"<br/><br/>The threat wasn't apparently effective, as the players heard a rather large amount of gunfire and some sword-on-flesh sounds following a comment to the effect of "Stupid Viruses. Never know when to give up!" with a much more... colorful bunch of terms in the midst of the sentence. Then the latch on the bunker door was blown off it's hinges, and a man in a hooded coat with a blade protruding from his left arm and an M16 in his right hand walked in. the strange thing was that his right eye was glowing green, while the left one was a normal red.<br/><br/>"Well, fancy meeting you all here!" he said as Erik stared, trying to make out who the stranger was who had apparently busted his way through a rather large group of Nazi viruses with what had sounded like little to no effort. The man seemed not to notice the look he was getting, and went on as if they were all best friends. "So who's up for level two? I found the entrace to it in the Nazi base camp. follow me and we may be able to get through their defenses with minimal cuts and scrapes."<br/><br/>Erik started to think logically again "Could you excuse us for a minute?" he then motioned for the rest of the group to huddle together and asked the questions that had been plaguing him. "Any thoughts on whether we should trust this guy or not? And for that matter, did anyone notice his eyes?" He glanced back at the newcomer, who was polishing his blade arm as if he didn't have any doubts what the group thought of him.