He got to the door and tried opening it, but he found it to be locked.
"Hmph," Ryder muttered as he took a step back. He brought his gun out of his invention and fired at the lock.
Two bangs resounded in the air as two shots were fired. The lock was broken and the door opened on its own.
"Easy," Ryder smiled cheekily as he stepped on the stairs and started going down.
"Which floor?" Ryder asked as he kept going down.
"I don't know what you're looking for. There would be no one here!" the man cried out in pain. " I already told you everything. Let me leave now! I'll die of excessive blood loss otherwise!"
"You'll die when I tell you to die! For now, you're going to do what I say," Ryder declared as he glared at the man and tightened his grip around his neck. "You realize that, don't you?"
"I-i can't breathe," the man muttered after some struggle.
