Matt stepped in and immediately looked for cameras. He disliked feeling watched constantly and the building had a way of giving you the sense that someone was always right behind you. He didn't notice any cameras, though, so he decided to get something done. The room contained a desk and computer, several tall filing cabinets and a wide, flat table. A microscope was bolted to it, along with a few drawers containing testing equipment: beakers, stirring rods, funnels, litmus paper, thermometers, and paper towels. There was a flat metal tray as well, but it was blank. No fluids, no slides, no test results. 

Matt opened the first filing cabinet. Files were arranged alphabetically and each section was massive. How much research did these people do? He tugged a particularly thick one out at random. "BLOOD TYPE - A." He carefully opened it and glanced through. None of it made sense, but it seemed to relate to the weaknesses of A-type blood and how it reacted to...things. Viruses, perhaps? It was impossible to tell: the entire file was indecipherable.

Suddenly he remembered the computer. "Log on," he told the scientist. "Give me some information on this virus and how it works, whatever it is." He replaced the file and looked at the other drawers. "What's the name of this virus or project or whatever it is?"