Jeong pressed the door release on the North-Eastern door. She pointed excitedly as everybody generally ignored what she was saying and doing. With a sad expression, she walked through into the unknown.

The room beyond was elongated. There was a reddish glow to the air. She took a few steps forward quietly as suddenly she felt a sinking feeling beneath her feet.

As she raised her foot again, it was already too late. With a shriek, she tumbled down onto the floor below which was now covered in small metal spikes.

The other group members rushed through to find her laying in a bloodied heap on the spikes.

"Is she..." Lindberg started before he heard the grumbles coming from below.

Slowly, Jeong lifted herself upright. There was a lot of blood where her hands and body had been pierced by the spikes, but she was still alive. She pointed down to them miserably and shook her head.

The group noticed as their air filtration devices began to flicker to red. This meant they'd need to start keeping tabs on their usage from now on.