She didn t listen. She-slowly pulls Frank s hand away from the wound. He s dead. Linda would love to cry about it, but doesn t afford herself the luxury. The three of them approach the supply room door slowly.
Blood trickles from under the door and bloody footprints extend down the hallway.
They swing open the door. The floor is covered in blood and broken glass. But no body. The three scientists follow the bloody footprints down the hallway past the empty cages in the tunnel of habitats. All clutch their tranquilizer pistols.