I sighed as I locked the door behind me, finally letting the reality of my future hit me. I wasn't going home anytime soon. Upside, there was some really cool shit here, if I lived long enough to get my hands on it. Downside, there was a LOT of shit that was bound and determined to make that endeavor difficult. I shook my head to disperse my thoughts. I could consider it tomorrow. Right now, I needed sleep. I considered taking off my flak armor, but decided against it, only taking off my helmet. I'd be more prepared if something happened, and feel far more safe, if I kept the majority of it on. With that, I laid back on the bed, putting my helmet to my left and my lasrifle to my right, and shut my eyes.