Compass
Pharmacy
Lined with stainless steel cabinets with glass fronts and metal tables that are damaged or destroyed, with glass shattered all over the floor. Various colored fluids are splattered everywhere: all sorts of shades of blue and orange, greens, yellows, purples, but most of all red. To one end of the room is a large, metal overhead door with a massive dent in its center and one side that is partially lifted off the floor. One the other end is plainly marked door to the supply closet with a 'restricted area' sign and key entry pad.
Silera entered as the door swung open. She quickly glanced around at the different liquids. The color red made her feel a bit strange and she looked away from the worst of the spill as she approached the locked supply closet. She copied the numbers Marcus had typed in outside, quickly punching in 3,4,4,8,6,2
When he entered
Marcus looked around and took everything in, "Do you think we'll be able to slip out from under that?" He stopped talking while he waited to see if the numbers she punched into the keypad were of any further use. Kneeling down he happened to look out into the loading dock itself to see what they might find out there.
The key pad made noise as Silera pressed buttons, but the screen began flashing some kind of error code. A soft clicking sound could be heard inside of the door, indicating that it was either trying to unlock or re-lock itself.
"I hope so." She said and glanced to where he was wandering towards the loading dock. "What's out there?" She asked.
Silera didn't skip a beat. As soon as she heard the door making noise, she slammed her shoulder against the door while twisting the knob at the same time. Hopefully if the door was trying to lock itself she would be able to get it open beforehand.
"The outside best I can see."
Marcus said from his vantage point trying to look out from under the raised part of the door. Most likely it would take the both of them to force it open. "Any luck with your door?" he asked glancing back he way.
The heavy door swung open as soon as Silera put pressure on it, revealing the interior of the badly damaged storage room.
Silera grinned and glanced at Marcus, "Here." She said quickly before stepping through the doorway into
lab 218: supply closet
With a resigned sigh
Marcus followed after Silera into
lab 218: supply closet, "Alright but I think it's been awhile since I was in a closet with a girl."
When
Lysander entered, he immediately tasted the air. He grimaced as he sampled what had happened here.
Shrill plodded in from the loading docks, looked around and muttered something under its breath. It didn't seem bothered by the spilled chemicals that coated the floor or the broken glass and walked right through it. "Imma go out here and look around." It said aloud, then made its way out into the
Lab 218: AC-Block.
Just as Shrill walked out of the pharmacy, an ear shattering screech resonated from within the supply closet.
Lysander stiffened and stared at the door for the closet. It seemed impossible that such a scream could possibly come from a closet. He approached the door carefully. He felt rather silly being so overly cautious. He opened the door slowly, almost afraid of what he might find on the other side.
The door opened and
Marcus came barreling out with shreds of lab coats and his scalpel and jumped back into the door frame taking a defensive posture. "Who the hell are you?" he asked eyeing Lysander, he didn't strike him as someone who woke up here which meant he must found his way in. But he had bigger things to deal with right now, "If you aren't an enemy, I have a 'friend' who just had an accident and I need to go help her." If this guy wanted to fight he might be in trouble, if not then he found a way out and just needed to get to Silera.
Lysander arched an eyebrow curiously. He turned to face the man slowly. "I'm not looking for trouble. Actually, I'm looking for people like yourself." He explained himself, his tongue darted out at the end of his sentence, tasting the air. "Like myself, as well. Do you, or your 'friend' fit the bill?" The man certainly didn't
look like he did, but Lysander knew by now that looks could often be deceiving.
Relaxing just a little
Marcus inched near the door to the hallway, "Well, neither of our tongues look like yours. Silera has well for lack of a better term feathers we woke up in the garden area outside these tubes. And just now we got attacked by some-thing and it's blood ate through the floor and Silera fell with it. So, I'm heading down to help her." Raising an eyebrow Marcus waited to see if this gentleman would come along or he was going alone.
"That would explain the foul taste to the air."
Lysander replied and shrugged. He gestured towards the door. "Since she knows you, it might suit better for you to go first."
"Alright, we need to get downstairs so I think I know where the stairs might be."
Marcus said, "By the way what's your name?" Taking a second look Marcus realized there was more different about the man than just his tongue like the snakes for hair, but thought it rude to stare. Instead he opened the door and headed out into
Lab 218: AC-Block intent to find Silera and get out of here.
"
Lysander Sideris at your service." He replied as he followed the man into
Lab 218: AC-Block. The scream had sounded as if it came from the closet to him, but let this man lead. He was at least somewhat familiar with the layout around here.
Stumble!