Strange noises were coming from behind the HPRC. Noises of strange squelching and deep, inhuman breathing. Curiously, you decide to trek over to it at night. The large grey machine is only illuminated by a small amount of moonlight, but it's discernible enough. Peeking behind a corner, you can catch the view of a slimy tentacle disappearing behind it, any leftover residue quickly following suit, as if each piece was sentient. Suddenly, a tall, viscous grey blob slides from the side of the machine and roars in front of you, her tentacles slightly flailing and her mouth open wide… before she stops. The creature simply remains awkwardly still in front of you, her hollow eyes unfocused and her mouth slightly opened.