Flynn looks at Williams hand as he approaches the closing door. Instincts take over as he let's himself fall to the floor. With the momentum from the running, he keeps gliding forward for a while. Whilst gliding he passes underneath the door. It closes with a bang behind Flynn. He tries to get up, but is stopped by a painful feeling. "Williams... I think some of my hair is stuck underneath the door." With a swift motion he cuts it loose and get's up. After brushing himself off, he takes a closer look at their surroundings.

It was not the bridge, that was for certain. The room is filled with several tanks filled with a bluish liquid. "Med Bay." Flynn says whilst looking at his wrist device. "I know what you're thinking: 'This isn't the bridge. You send us the wrong way!' And you would be right, were it not for the fact that the bridge is directly behind..." He points to the northern wall. "... that wall. Why else would I bring explosives with us? Come on, let's get planting these bad boys. Hopefully they'll still be clueless as to where we are and what we're doing by the time we're done." He retrieves some explosives from his backpack and throws them to Williams before kneeling in front the wall with an explosive device himself.