Warehouse
Adam began to walk towards the Elefirn prisoner as Judge, Jury, and Executioner. Only one brave Elefirn immediately understood what was going to happen in the next few seconds, and she quickly jumped to her flighty feet as she, quite literally, turned tail to run. Yet as the only one who moved, she became the first target Adam began to cleave into and sprayed her blood over her shell shocked sisters. When he began to twist his blade to the rest, they had already collapsed to the ground, clung together in a small group with unnatural twitches in their legs and necks. They didn't even suffer a scratch before Adam confirmed their death.
To Alec, their cause of death was obvious. Suicide. By what method? That part wasn't really clear, he had kept an eye on them before and after they became limp. So while Adam made sure he was thorough with his handiwork, Alec observed the inner workings of the facility. He managed to spot six large drones hovering deeper inside the facility, three of them were busy re-containerizing the crates the Elefirn workers were moving. They extracted the raw materials such as the strange fungi and small gas tanks before moving them away to the western portion of the facility. Another two drones were busy carrying some sort of wreckage to the Northern portion of the facility. Oddly enough, some explosives laid haphazardly strewn about the floor on the path northward. The last drone preoccupied itself by carrying what appeared to be the body of a deceased Elefirn worker to the Eastern portion of the facility.
Unloading Dock
The bloody body of the Elefirn was bleeding profusely as Vizil was clumsily applying bandages around large gaps inside the body in a vain effort to contain the blood. There is a little bit of a struggle before the dying Elefirn, failing to cling to life, exhaled a final breath with a slow motion before she went limp. A small pile of bandages and constriction bands laid on top of the Elefirn corpse, an excessive amount for anyone who was trained in field medicine.
"Ah~~ Shit." Vizil whispered to no one in particular, "She's fuckin dead, fuck."
She slowly stood up and faced Linda when she was prompted with a question. Vizil looked at a distance with her closed eyes focused, "A command room? A command room, fuck... I don't think we really had a command room, at least one I've seen. I mean, if you are looking for something with a lot screens, then I think there were some to the... western part of the factory I think? OH SHIT!" Her eyes opened wide and outstretched her arms towards Linda, she waved her gun around carelessly, "YEAH! There were a bunch of fucking screens that a bunch 'o bitches would look at all day and yell at us because we didn't meet any of their 'quotas' for their guns and other crap. Sometimes some of the Kuv ass hats would come from the eastern part of this shithole and talk to who-knows-the-fuckwit. But it was always alone with none of around, and they'd never tell us why, and if we'd ask they'd drag our sorry asses away. We'd never hear from those girls again..." Vizil slowly silenced herself.
Yet Vizil shot back up again with a fury "But fuck them! I can show you the way!", she started marching forward before being halted by Mark.
Back peddling from where she was, she looked closely into the weirdly colored water, "Ummmm, well, um. It's definitely treated water, I heard we had a farm, maybe they put chemicals in the water for the farm? I dunno, they do a lot of weird shit here."
After looking at the water, she approached the fungi Mark held, and began to sniff it.
Then she began to gag. Horribly. Almost to the point of spilling out her insides with every other cough before slowly regaining her composure as her coughing slowly subsided, even the facility's loud screeches didn't faze her.
"ACK- AURHGH-- W-WHAT THE FUCK?!"
She gripped her chest as if she had the wind knocked out of her body "Urhugurgh, I've never seen that shit! IT'S FUCKING GROSS, AND IT DOESN'T BELONG ON THIS PLANET! GAURH!"
She took a few steps back from Mark in complete disgust.
"I've never seen such vile shit in my entire fucking life! It smells like the taste of what the Kuv fuckbags were force feeding us!"
Manufacturing Facility
A low buzz rang underneath the sounds of the facility as it began to grind to a slow, then silent, halt. It was hushed as the voids of empty space.