Green With Evil: Power Rangers

It's A Trap!

Utilizing all three keys at their disposal, the two befuddled friends now had a clear path before them into the containment center.....which was clearly blockaded as another dead end.

Jason's earlier scan did ring true about this being an actual containment center: laboratory biosafety precautions pertained to microbiology laboratories in which the physical containment of pathogenic organisms or agents was required, usually by isolation in environmentally and biologically secure cabinets or rooms, to prevent accidental infection of workers or release into the surrounding community during scientific research.

But it spoke more towards being a laboratory than a bio-containment lab; considering there were four columns each of tanks meant for testing and experimentation, medical trays on the far right corner of the room, about three lab refrigerators, and complete, utter blackness. The kind of darkness that makes every street from the projects look like an old-fashioned photograph, everything a shade of grey.

This wasn't like that.

This was the darkness that was enough to rob someone of their best senses and replace it with paralyzing fear. And needless to say, the atmosphere definitely lived up to that.

"Billy wasn't playing around about them."

"All the more reason to get Tommy out and away if he's here."

It doesn't stop Jason from asking the obvious, again. "What makes you so certain—"

Kim was barely putting up with Jason at this point, her voice cracking as she tried to explain again. "Forgive me for somewhat jumping to conclusions, ok? I'm just trying to unscrew my screwup. Better hope we kill two birds with one stone here....."

THUD.

A moderate metallic thud resonated on the far back of the room, drawing both the red warrior and pink Princess's attention towards the sound of impact. The echo reverberated long after, drawing morbid curiosity from the two.....especially after their visors started picking up an energy spike nearby.

The spikeage sent off a small electromagnetic pulse sonar to both of them; a calling card for any putties in the area. They knew better than to simply drone on blindly towards potential imminent danger...

....but there was no point in leaving just yet.

Jason's sword and Kim's bow materialize in their hands on the off-chance more threats were presented. Aiming at the back wall of the room, they slowly traverse the space, their eyes quickly glazing past each corner and their backs toward one another. The last thing they wanted was yet another unfortunate circumstance to come forth.l and further muck them up.

No control over the situation was a common occurrence and this one couldn't have been any sneakier.

Finally, the small EMP sonar pulse hit a fast electronic beeping, signaling their target was close. Upon getting close in range, all they saw was......more disappointment. There were no Putties; only the dismembered hand of one crammed in another container, but smaller. Smack dab in the middle of the floor, spotlight directly hovering over it.....

Talk about embarrassing.

No surprise they had differently shaped containers for potential experimentation subjects but for this being left out in the open, there was no need to remain oblivious to the facts quickly circling around in their heads.

Just one quick glance across each other before Jason moved in slowly, gripping ahold of the bottom of the container with his left hand as slowly as possible. Finally, they had the courage to say the obvious......