You would remain hidden from what was your friend, muir or what he was. You don't know what the fuck, but whatever the oil rig drilled into had unleashed something onto the rig, leaving massive fleshy growths upon the Derrick. Which had infected some of your fellow coworkers, your thoughts interrupted by the muir's howls & growls echoing upon the ground platform. You better not let him see you.

"HELLO, ANYONE. AREN'T Y'GONNA HELP ME! WE'RE BUDDIES, RIGHT. DON'T LEAVE ME!" Muir yelled.