You and Price are both using your body weight to try and bash open the metal door to no avail before the intercoms above you crackle to life.

"This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away...as the agony of every tragedy should" the voice starts in an almost eerily accepting tone.

"And to you monsters trapped in the corridors-" you glance up at Price with a genuine fear you've never had before.

"Be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. This ends. For all of us."