Ash moves over to a bank of monitors hanging from the wall, all of them somehow still functional. As he scans them for the target, he notices a scene of a woman running down a dimly lit corridor. A second later a two legged creature darts across the monitor following her. “Imagine being stuck here with those things when you thought you were safe” he whispers to himself as he scans the monitors once again.

One catches his eye. The view of a camera mounted in the top corner of a room pans back and forth. The equipment in the room appears to be in working condition, and there isn’t trash or blood on the floors. After the second pan, a man is seen sitting against the back wall, slumped onto the floor. A small puddle of blood lies next to his hastily bandaged leg. “Genetics Storage. That’s where we need to go.”