Labyrinth glanced at Tehra when her exasperated sigh filled the silence. It echoed softly back to them, and he didn't react to her words as they started forward. There were large pieces of the building, toppled chairs and benches ... this had been the foyer and sign-in room. The secretary had been at the desk just there.

Grey eyes moved to the path ahead as Labyrinth answered Tehra's question. There is too much interference to be certain. No current readings.

As he said this, Labyrinth suddenly paused. He was still for a few moments before the beginnings of a frown started to cross his features. The interference makes it difficult to calibrate my readings. His gaze was locked on something, though. The words held meaning beyond what he was stating. I can pick up on your life, Agent Tehra. But not his.

The moment the words filtered through Tehra's earpiece, a wisp of shadow detached from the doorway ahead and disappeared deeper into the facility.

Recalculating. Labyrinth's expression returned to its neutral mask as he carefully scanned the room again. Every once in a while he'd look back to Tehra. He could get an easy reading from her, but nothing from the building. It was possible they were all dead, but ... something told him that wasn't the case. Intuition was something that computers lacked, and while Labyrinth didn't trust his gut instinct....

A soft whirring sound filled the air - machinery at work. Labyrinth continued to self-modify immediately, adjusting to the lack of readings by running through various methods of searching. There is something here. It is possible that wildlife has wandered inside the facility. He didn't mention that the front door had to be broken in, nor the fact that any natural thing would have avoided this place like the plague. It is also possible that there are agents and criminals who have been exposed to the unknown element. Caution is advised.

Labyrinth continued forward, watchful as he took the lead. The glow of his Purium stayed steady - it would have been like that of a glow stick, which might have been funny in another environment. Here, it only added to the shadows that moved as they walked through the facility.

Without power, the building was so ... eery. Labyrinth pushed a door open, allowing them to head further in. There was the shadow again. Up ahead, movement darted out of sight. Honestly, it could have been Labyrinth's glow. The way he watched it, however, hinted that it was more than that.

He looked to Tehra, the earpiece beeping softly. Whatever moves ahead of us continues on the path toward the generator. There is an alternate route that will take seven minutes and fifteen seconds longer if you prefer to disengage from this ... chase.