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Silhar:
"Uh-huh. I have a bad feeling of this, too. There is a good shitload of them lying broken and quite a few survivors if beasts managed to kill every one of these men.", pointed out the Doc, looking at human flesh torn apart nearby.
"This means the plague is spreading very fast. We've got to hurry up or we'll drown under the bodies of those... things. Unless we somehow paralyze their growth, our chances for survival are scarce. And we would need at least few tons of ammo to do anything like that... No time to waste, keep moving. Engineering bay, aye ?"

Gargulec:
'Paralyse growth? Stop plague? Doc, I thought you were reasonable... What we need to do, is to get the fuck out of here, faster is better. And when we are out, we can give this God-dammed place a nuclear bombardment. I know no plague it can't cure.'

Xander Morhaime:
Heading away from the stairwells, the scenery once more became far less interesting, just the occasional closed office door among the narrow corridors. There wasn't any sign of fighting, but the floor plates seemed scarred with lots of tiny dents in them, perhaps claw marks or something of the sort. Whether they actually were claw marks or not, though, the march through the tower passed uneventfully, and soon you found yourself crossing over the skybridge to the Engineering tower. While otherwise structurally sound, the floor here bore many more of those claw marks you'd seen along the way.

Once inside the Engineering Tower, it was a simple matter to find more guide stripes, pointing the way to the Storage Tower, the Security Tower (from which you just came) and this tower's elevators. The tower itself seemed far less intended for human habitation - the corridors were cramped, with barely enough room to stand, and lined with cables and pipes. It was also very, very silent.

Moving on, you eventually find your way to the tower's stairwells, thankfully free of bodies. Climbing down, you eventually reach the lowest level of the tower, in itself actually set two levels below ground. There was little of interest here, in fact most of the level was a massive support network for the generators proper located above, but this was the most immediate accessway to the generators' inner workings. It was, therefore, a cause for some concern when you came upon the rather heavy door that should've sealed the way inside, and found it partially decayed, partially torn open, and most certainly not sealing anything any more.

On the bright side, there were no leaks, loose wires, pools of liquid or clouds of gas that might indicate the generators themselves were seriously damaged.

Silhar:
"Seems like we are at luck. Does anybody have any ideas how to make that thing move ?", asked Doc, sweeping the room carefully and looking for any terminal.

"Weird. It seems like nobody mantained it. No bodies around at all..."

Click. The shotgun is loaded.

Xander Morhaime:
The room was little more than a foyer - just the stairs and a few ceiling support struts. What little you can make out through the destroyed door and the poor lighting suggests that any items of interest, if any, are to be found further in. Of course, there is the door control console, but with main power off and the door being as it is...

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