Light footsteps were the only sounds outside of the breathe escaping her lips. The hallways would be all but unnavigable if she didn't have the ability to 'see in the dark'. She wondered how the 'partner' was getting along, were they still alive? Running for their lives? Without a fail notification from FIB she would simply hope for the best and keep moving… slowly. [h]"That would be a most disagreeable situation,"[/h] AI replied after Smith had given a broad overview of the science fiction, survival, horror. The overview had taken a good thirty minutes of explanation and answering questions most of which were, 'I don't know why?' The good news, there was no Insane mutated things crawling the hallways killing people and eating them, yet. If the Blood smears and other… things from the Assault Squad One pod room was to go by, there was still a chance. After pushing another door open she was annoyed. Apparently there was a system for why specific doors opened specific ways but AI couldn’t pull up the data on what the system was because it was corrupted like so many other things that would be helpful. She 'wondered' why that would be. An armored body fell onto her as the door opened and she screamed… reflexes from horror movies be damned. After Panicingly skittering out from under the heavy thing and pushing herself back with hands and feet she kicked the head as hard as she could. Whatever the humanoid was didn't move, though in retrospect the way it had fallen should have told her what AI was now. [h]"The Sergeant is dead, Sentient Smith."[/h] AI initiated an involuntary, on her part, scan of the corpse happened; pulling up a few bits of information in her field of vision. Male, Sergeant Declasser, Hibe hatching order number 160/3,458,325, Environmental Sciences and Exploration - Party Three, Deceased, shot eight times, (one of which was in the head), time of death unknown. There were no weapons on the body so either he had nothing, or whoever had killed him had taken everything. Judging by the decay he had been dead at least a few weeks if not months. She wasn't a mortician. "No kidding! Scared the life out of me. And here I always thought I would react better in these situations. Movies make it seem so much easier from the safer side of the screen."