five AM, in the dingy lab halls 7,000 feet under water, you’re disposable as disposable gets, your job was to fetch files, but you have a feeling this was a one way trip, you’re unaware of how long it’s been, but then, you hear a man’s voice? And frankly it’s a bit condescending… “You won’t make it far you know, not without proper equipment, that is…” he comments from behind a wall, suddenly the entrance to said room, a vent, falls open… the room on the other side of the wall.