It's a ground level of the facility. Each step echoes loudly in the empty corridors. Only the dim red light of the alarm system allows one to see within ten-feet radius. But, hey! A gun was left on one of the boxes. A half of an hour has passed since the dreadful announcement rang Containment breach and the things haven't changed since. Though, perhaps, someone from the research team has survived or MTF troops have been deployed... Wait. A faint voice can be heard in the distance. "H-hello?" A long minute passes. The voice murmurs again, this time with an awkward chuckle, "Heh... Maybe I'm just hearing things."