They were definitely not the only ones in here. The fumbling upstairs gave away the position of atleast one other living thing. It occurred to him that anything moving on the tile of the ground floor would move considerably quieter than things overhead. [i]How many were in here?[/i] There was no way to be sure without clearing it.

Damien turned his back on the man in front of him looking behind to make sure that he wasn't being snuck up on. Crossing the room he picked up the spade, careful to keep the barrel trained on his captive. The station was bound to have something left, but if it wasn't clear then he'd have to risk himself unnecessarily. He motioned down the hall with his head "Walk" He said plainly. If there was something in here, he planned on this new guy being the one to fight it.