"This place gives me the creeps."

Wrecker's statement echoed a little in the absence of anyone else speaking, but it was a shared sentiment as flashlight beams swept over their surroundings. Despite the darkened room and slightly damp air, it was clear what it had once been ㅡ a facility of some sort. Cid's intell had suggested that it had been one of a medical persuasion ㅡ long abandoned, either before the end of the war or just after.

Omega swept her flashlight over a broken window, frowning at the yawning gap of black. "What do you think happened?"

It was Tech who answered, accompanied by the soft chirp of the datapad in his hand. "The staff were most likely commandeered by the Empire. Willingly or by force, that is up for debate."

"Cut the chatter," Hunter intoned. "Keep looking for anything of use. Cid said that a lot of it should still be here."

The implication of how questionable Cid's intel often ended up being went unsaid as the group moved forward. Scattered boxes proved empty, glass crunched underfoot ㅡ if there'd been anything of value here before, there wasn't now.

Hunter halted after a moment. "I thought Cid said this place was abandoned."

Tech looked over. "It was. Why?"

Hunter's expression turned grim, eyes flashing. "Because there's something here."

He pulled ahead of the group, leading them around the corner cautiously, blaster in one hand and flashlight in the other, sweeping over as they entered another room and came to an abrupt halt.

There was the faint hum of something electric, defying the suggestion of the facility being empty ㅡ even moreso for the fact the hum was coming from the object towards the back of the room. A tube, tall and cylindrical, made of clear glass ㅡ not unlike a bacta tank.

And it wasn't empty.