An old, abandoned lab hidden in a series of underground tunnels is definitely never a good thing. The last one Leo found had been experimenting on people, turning them into mutants and using them as slaves. And Leo sort of takes issue with experimentation on people in general.

For that reason, the glinting blood slides send a chill down his spine. He wishes Don were here - to Leo, the slides are nothing but a symbol of any dark horrors that might have taken place here. Maybe his genius brother could have viewed them as something more.

At Iorveth's question, Leo breaks away from the slides to glance at the book, relieved to focus on something else. He holds the flashlight up over their heads, shining it down like an overhead lamp, and traces the title with a slight frown. He gingerly opens the tome, its spine creaking at the disturbance. Leo's frown deepens as he flips through the first couple pages. He's usually pretty good with languages, but...

He shakes his head. "I've seen a bit of the written kedan language, but I don't recognize any of these words."