Having a suspicious feeling he's been here before, @DeanLogic believes he should search the floor I am on and then get out on the street, because that's what the voice in his head commands that he do. If he were under control of his own actions, he would carefully search every floor as he headed down, before heading out on the street, but that's not in the cards....Hmmm... cards. @DeanLogic pulls out his Urban Survival Playing Cards and mutters "Shit, these are useless!" Throws them to the ground and begins to fondle around like teenager in the back seat during his first heavy petting date.

DeanLogic is alone, is carrying nothing and chooses Option 3