OOC: Fuck it, hit the address bar by mistake.
Jensen stepped back from the entrance to the blank room, then glanced at the console, an idea forming in his head. Hurrying back to it, he scrolled through the history list to a series of simple shooting gallery configurations. Stopping on one with a series of building facades that had targets in the windows on all sides and at different angles, he went back to the room and stepped inside. Immediately the walls appeared to shrink away, suddenly leaving him in the gallery from the screen. It appeared much larger than the room that it had replaced, and as this happened, his pistol and machine pistol sparked and then began to emanate a faint haze. He stared around in amazement, then back to the entrance. The doorway stood like a hole in space, and he could see Roz lying on the couch with the stranger standing behind it.
"Whoa. I've got to show this to the others at some point." He said to himself.