So that's Victor's ability? Interesting. And handy. Leo slides through the door after Iorveth, settling into the deep blackness of the room. This kind of stark darkness is like a security veil for him - so much, in fact, that it nearly doesn't occur to him to switch his light back on until Iorveth makes mention of it. Leo twists the handle, and a beam of light instantly floods through the lens, washing the stained floor in a warm, yellowish glow. He raises the light and sweeps it across their surroundings.

The first thing he sees are metal tables, dull and glinting, peeking back at them from the dark bowels of the room. And scattered atop them, the hulking silhouettes of scientific-looking equipment.

Leo's blood runs cold.