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Rayner was right behind Dr. Wells with a cringe. Burned alive. Not a fun fate. He flashed his hantern around; the rest of the crew exhibited a bit more hesitation as they picked their way up the hallway.

"I wonder if there are any more?" The Professor pondered aloud. He shined his hantern in the direction of a decidedly sealed door in the hallway. It didn't sound like there was anything on the other side, but there was no telling how thick the door was.

"Do your best not to touch anything, not with bare hands," Professor Evaristus called back to the others before going back to ignoring them. Some would be collecting samples of the fluids - carefully. Others would be securing pieces of debris that seemed sensical enough to.

Doreen Terrazip was most interested in the flashing light. What was it made of? What were the mechanics of it? What a fascinating place this was, she noted to herself.