The hooded man walked away, leaving his bag behind.
Ryder walked to the bag in a hurry. He was worried that the man would leave, but he didn't leave the bag behind as that would have made thousands of people die.
He kept his eyes on the man that was walking away while he stood near the bag.
'What should I do about this bag? I'm sure the bomb would be inside it, but if it's a bomb with a timer or a bomb that works on a remote, I can't be sure. Fuck it; I'll just do it. From what I know, the time doesn't move in my storage space."
Ryder looked at the bag and opened his inventory, and placed the bag in his storage.
A child was standing some distance away from him and noticed the bag disappear.
He tucked on the skirt of his mother. His mother looked towards the boy.
"Mother, that uncle is a magician! He made the bag go poof!" the boy said as he pointed towards Ryder.
