Checking the Door

You wiggle the door handle, and it’s unlocked. Slowly looking inside you see no signs of life. Calling out no one answers.

You walk further into the lab, peeking inside.

There lays the body of a dead scientist. Her lab coat was stained red with her own blood. Her wounds matched those of the talons from the monsters down below- that’s impossible. The monsters only haunt the ground level. What could’ve done this?

Looking further down the room there are the flooding prints going further into the lab.

I look at her nametag.

I‘m going to follow the trail.