OOC:I'm still down

ooc: is everyone following Caleb out the door?

Taking the gun from Caleb as he ran, Zinx skidded out of the door turning sharply and following Caleb. "What the hell is going on in this place?"

ooc: commandeering Ocius for the sake of plot movement.

ic: The strange behavior continued, with the speed of their gyrations increasing.

The group dashed out the doorway, trying to gain as much ground as they could, all of them having picked up on Calebs initial fears. They made it down the hallway before a loud rumble and the feeling of air being compressed surrounded them. Looking back they could see a fine mist of crimson spraying from the open prison door.

A few errant squishing noises followed the blast, and then silence yet again.

it was obvious that stayin around any longer was pointless, so they set about finding as convenient an exit as they could.

Ocius looked back that the newly redecorated hallway, "Well those be some interesting troops. Not much job secruity in this place it seems. So any ideals as to what caused that?" He commented as he did a quick check on how far his hacking program had gotten.

"I'm getting a distinct 'that wasn't human' vibe from that," Caleb said, pausing for breath, "I think there are more forces at work than we think"

As Ocius filed through his information cache, he happened across an easily overlookable piece of information. The nanomachines he had dispatched earlier to disrupt the electronics of the now defunct splatter patterns had been very busy indeed.

they had located, isolated, and shut down more than just sensor functions in helmets, they had also deactivated clocking mechanisms, jammed radio signals and deactivated various other equiment which had electronic signatures similar to life support equipment. What the data said was basically this:

he had turned off the guards.

they were most definitely human, or had been at least, however some form of diabolical surgery had rendered little more than security robots. Aparently his invasive little bots had deactivated a reset signal somewhere within these zombies, and by that process allowed internal explosive devices to be triggered.

an interesting, if somewhat messy tactic, he noted with a hint of sardonic humor.

"Hmmm...," Ocius said half to himself, "It seems I had a hand in that redecoration. Note to self: Things around here explode when you shut them off." Then turning to the others with him, "Well should we continue or wait for them to send more human bombs to investigate?"

"We should keep moving..." Caleb said scanning the hallway's efficient and inscrutible design. "But where do we go?"

in response to Calebs question, the hack program alerted Ocius to a new development, it had located a map file of the entire facility. The compound was sizable, and they appeared to be on a very low level, in sub basement 10 if the data was to be trusted.

it would appear "up" is where to go.

ooc: Ok, moving back to Annoral and Fae for a brief interrogation, then Ocisi finally gets to leave the GD plane.

The increasingly familiar sound of combat boots running over cement could be heard faintly from their hiding place. The unconscious scientist in Annorals grasp was finally coming to. She appeared to have a broken wrist, and upon awakening instinctually graped it in pain.

the next thing she noticed was the imposing form of Annoral.

"Who are you!? what are you doing here, what do you want from me?!" she was on the verge of hysterics, tears starting to form in the corners of her eyes.