He had found a peculiar assortment of close-ranged weaponry in the room he happened to be in. The was a broadsword, a Katana, some batons, throwing knives, a couple of bloodied katars, and more. The first thing he walked up to was the Katana, and finding the appropriate sheathe he wrapped it around his waist, under his coat. Then he walked over to the throwing knives, and sat down a while, using the inside pockets of his coat as their containers. The he walked to the katars, and put his hands threw the handles, and tested them out. Satisfied with the way they could be used, he put the two inside his coat, below the knives. Done here, he walked into the kitchen to see what salvageable food could be in there. After a few hours of tearing the place apart he found about 12 bags of beef jerky, all different brands and flavors. The only thing he needed now, was a bag to hold them in, but there was no other room in the Apartment other than the bathroom. Then, getting a very inspirational idea, he walked over to a wall, and knocked on it. Pleased with what he learned, he walked back into the bedroom, and walked back out with a small nightstand in his arms.
The two others suddenly hear a very, very large crash, some screaming, yelling fighting, and then nothing...