After the most intense (and surreal) internal discussion you've had in centuries, you decide to join your crazy friend at the break room- hell, now that you know about his mischief, might as well enjoy it while it lasts. This might just turn out to be the most interesting day of your mundane life.
"I knew you'd make it!", Jared whispers, still excited, before rushing to the door and closing it behind you.
"Are you sure you were not being followed?", he whispers like a shady drug dealer and looks through the breakrooms shut blindfolds. You roll your eyes.
Ignoring you, or perhaps not even noticing, he places the small suitcase on the counter, then takes a step back.
On the side of the suitcase is a number based locking mechanism, consisting of four numbers.
"Try 1111", you offer jokingly, but Jared seems completely persuaded by your suggestion. It does not work.
"How about 1234", you say, now smiling. Not looking around to notice your smile as he's crouched in front of the suitcase, he enters the code.
It works.
That was the code.
As you facepalm, the suitcase opens slowly, revealing what seems appear exactly like a super soaker made entirely of metal, mechanical and electronical components. At the bottom of the "handle", where the magazine would go, you could spot a USB-C port.
You pick it up carefully, taking in every part of it in hopes of at least understanding it's function.