While no animal life beyond the wayward rat seemed to be [i]visible[/i], the continual chatter of the local birds was a comforting background noise in a place that was so devoid of humanity in spite of formerly being occupied by it.

The desk in particular was seemingly colonized by a variety of arthropods beneath it, the underside proving to have become quite damp and moist. Still, even a particularly large centipede was hardly disconcerting compared to the Warped, and it seemed more interesting in finding cover under plantlife then anything else upon being disturbed.

Within the drawers were a few papers that were rendered rather difficult to read due to moisture. One labeled the facility something indistinguishable beyond the word 'research and development', and another seemed to be mentioning supply shipments.

But perhaps most importantly was the presence of a keycard labeled 'security level 1'. At the very least, it would potentially allow for an easier path into the facility without being forced to get louder.

A rustling from deeper into the facility signaled the presence of some kind of creature, down the hall.

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