Williams is watching the ventillation system pump the faint purple gas into the air as he is holding the container in place. His helmet lets off a loud and sharp beeping sound as it detects the harmful gas in the air, and every ventillated port seals on his helmet. A small timer in the top right corner of his display pops up, indicating that he has around 2 hours left of oxygen in the suit. Williams feels the faint sting in his neck, as the two needles in his helmet that pump oxygen into his blood pierce his skin.

The container holding the gas quickly empties and Willaims disconnects it from the device. Despite the small amount of gas, the air has a strong, distinctive purple haze to it. Yeah, this would not be good to breathe in. One can only hope that this monster, or whatever it may be, has similar nervous and respiratory system as them. Otherwise this costly and desperate manouver was a total waste of time and resources that will most likely make them and their ship a great bounty for some derelict hunters in the future.

Williams turns on his intercomm and connects to Flynn. "Okay buddy, the container is empty. I'll go back to the engineering room and try to find this, hopefully dead, intruder. You should try and see if we can get this baby moving again." With that, Williams turned on both flashlights on his helmet and began carefully walking back to the engineering bay, scanning around for any trace of black goo or dissolved metal parts.