As they moved past an old nurse's station, Reynold noticed a door at the end of the hall that was slightly ajar. A soft hum was coming from within.
He held up a hand to stop Jeric. "You hear that?"
Jeric nodded, his body tensing.
They approached cautiously. Reynold pushed the door open gently. Inside was a former supply room, but someone had recently been using it. On the far wall, a generator hummed quietly next to a table with what looked like newer equipment: a laptop, some files, and a small refrigeration unit—the kind used for biological samples.
Reynold blinked. "What the hell is this…"
Jeric stepped in and walked toward the table. He opened the laptop. The screen lit up, but it was locked with a password. "This isn't abandoned. Someone's been using this place."
"And not just squatting," Reynold added, pointing at the refrigeration unit. He opened it and found it empty except for a few labeled vials. "Helix."