Ashely looked around nervously about what was happening. She couldn't understand why everyone was running around, nothing was mentioned about this kind of disorder and chaos on the schedule of today. From her view point it was like a mass panic, and it seemed like everything was in a lock down because certain areas were locked to her where she would usually be able to go freely. In her hand was a small handgun she had picked up from a dead guard who was lying in the middle of the hallway and she was sure the man was dead and he wasnt going to use this. So she might as well considering the situation which she was trying to make sense of.

So around her Ashely hugged the wall quite closely as she moved against it avoiding being in the way of the guards or any of the test subjects that passed her. When she looked up she saw that she was on level 18. And she noticed a open supply closet, it was one of the bigger ones on this level. Inside the supply closet it's content were quite interesting as she expected something else but what she saw was a paper with "Cha" and a bloody pen. Near the door was a box of six flashlight. On the top shelves, near the overhead ventilation duct. A ladder capable of reaching the ducts rests against the back wall.

She glanced at the contents in the locker before she went through the items in the supply closet. Upon touching the pen she could identify the dark crimson stain as blood, as her sensors on her fingers quickly identify what the substance was. After fiddling with the pen, she tried to remove the dry blood off it before she pocketed it, along with the bloody paper note next to it. The other thing which interested her was the flashlight and she decided to carry one around with her and took a average size one, along with any extra batteries she could find which she only fond one spare. 

Feeling quite uneasy with all the blood she had been seeing, she glanced around before she almost screamed as she somehow missed the other three men, she glanced nervously at them before she looked around to see if there was anything strange about them, before she cautiously walked to the sink to wash off the blood-caked pen. A weird thing to pick up, but at least she could protect her self with it if anyone came close... After washing the thing she clicked the pen several times before she placed it in her pocket. Then she glanced at the other three men waiting in awkward silence