You wake up in a hallway with no memory of how you got there. As the world around you faded into view, you notice the flashing, red emergency lights illuminating the corridor. Looking down, you find that you are dressed in a military uniform. Your tags read "private Johnson." Your legs are trapped under an overturned table, buried in rubble.

If you try to lift the table go to part 2
If you call for help go to part 3