He'd managed to grab the bag, but he hadn't managed to brace himself for what came next. Hell, to say he'd tensed up the second the dark came, would be an understatement. While he'd never been an outright coward, there were some unfamiliar situations that had him briefly scrambling for the solution to them.

And that definitely wasn't enough to stop him from moving forward...

With a firming expression, he ignored the sinking feeling in his stomach. He ignored the way his knees felt the tiniest bit unsteady. It was all just a dream or something, right? Heh... As if. It felt too real to be a damn dream. Either way, he wasn't ready to give up anytime soon! He'd keep going, and he'd fight his way through all of it, no matter what it took.

So, he could be found making his way through the ship, doing everything to find some kind of weapon.