Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160222012105/@comment-5543592-20160226013147

Carter and Jager were in an unfinished corridor. To their backs, down the end of a long hallway (likely overtop of the maintenance tunnel and the waste port), was space itself, the hallway coming to an abrupt end. Only a little ways in front of them was a pressurized door, likely into the functional part of the station.

"On me." Carter stated, approaching the door, and peering inside through a circular port-hole style window. The intertior was dark, and his red sight only highlighted vague shapes of metal crates and tarp-covered machinery.

Carter began to open the door.

"Inside, we're going to check for hostiles, clear the area, then find out what happened here.  Understood?"