Going through those doors with the yellow and black lines, almost warning them of what's to come, the inside filled with cold air, and looming silence. The only thing audible's their footsteps, going through the hallway, while getting their bearings.
Alone with him, Lila asks him the plan, they can't exactly cause an implosion without knowing what's above them, else they risk hurting innocent bystanders accidentally caught amid a catastrophic collapse.
"I'll think of something, surely," Theodore tells her that while he didn't have a plan on hand, now, it doesn't mean he won't when the time comes.
He caught the look in Lila's eyes before he assured her that he's got a plan in the motions, just not right, now.
Unconvinced, Lila exhaled before continuing their journey through the metallic hallway, the walls cold to the touch, brushed metal, and the silence barely broken by the clinks under their feet.
On their minds, what became of the employees.
From what Al said, that they've been brought down here, for whatever reason. There's a gut feeling between Theodore and Lila that it's not for good reasons, they couldn't reasonably go through the piles of logs looking through all the side effects.
All they're able to figure out's that someone kept John and Mary from joining their coworkers in the underground.
Among their aimless question's the whereabouts of the definitive proof that Alex Industries committed the atrocities and all the people involved, enough damning evidence that they can't even begin drawing up a plan of their own, enough they can't risk retaliating against John and Mary.
The matter of it all's whether it'll be enough to show the world the ugliness that Alex Industries hides.
General public's aware that its specialties catered towards military contracts, but not the fact Alex Industries' producing and testing their drug on the innocent people in Durham Industries, causing at least one known causality.
Knowing how deep the pockets are on some politicians and judges, it's going to be an interesting case, especially if Theodore and Lila find ample proof.
Of course, they're aware it's not going to be as easy as showing the evidence of the wrong doing and having John and Mary testify about their experiences, it's going to take obscene work to break the complex for their misdeeds.
"Maybe we should get Hammond as their lawyer, imagine him making the defendants squirm," Lila suggested asking Hammond to take time out of his busy schedule and become John and Mary's lawyer against the complex.
If there's anyone who'd make even the most morally corrupt lawyers wet themselves, it's Hammond, and he's good at making people squirm when he has them in the hot seat.
Just give him the footnotes, tell him what he needs to know, let him go, they'll rule guilty on all counts in minutes, and that's the best-case scenario.
Hell hath no fury than a furious Hammond wanting someone's head for the malicious incidents that occurred.
"It wouldn't work, we're brothers, remember?" Theodore reminded Lila that while Hammond would've been a good lawyer for John and Mary, the courts wouldn't like the familial connection, especially since Theodore's finding evidence.
Shrugging her stout shoulder, Lila responded with, "It was a good thought."
Well, maybe next time, but Hammond wouldn't waste time with court sessions, he'd steamroll the defendants with words alone.
Short he may be, Hammond packs a punch, he doesn't shy away from making that abundantly clear, either.
"Oh please, don't say that, I can't possibly bail him out!" Theodore sucked air through his teeth at the prospect of him having to retrieve his brother from lockup after he made a mockery against the courts for a slight.
What would their parents say to that?
What would Odette?
Dear Uncle?!
Chuckling, Lila teasingly said that if Theodore ever needed someone to defend him, he has a couple of choices, Hammond, Hamon, or Odette.
A look of horror appears on his face at the mere thought before Lila snapped him out of it, as they arrived into a hallway with windows overlooking labs.
Looking in, Lila didn't see anyone, except a lot of broken glass on the ground, and things scattered underneath the shards.
Always a good sign they're going the right way, if they find broken glass after finding nothing prior, then what they're looking for's ahead.
Going into one of the labs, grabbing the masks off the racks and putting it on their faces for safety, the two went around the lab, the glass crunching under their feet, as they searched through the lab for anything noteworthy.
Multiple people did a number on the lab, there's footsteps among the broken glass that weren't from either two, and someone bled, they left their bloody footprints on the ground going around the lab sporadically.
Going by the blood, this happened a while ago.
Poking around near the research tables, Theodore spotted signs of a struggle, there's a torn piece from a pair of scrubs laying on the ground.
Torn to nothing but pieces, a group of people grabbed whoever was standing here, and did a number on his scrubs trying to grab him.
Outnumbered, they dragged whoever stood there away, there's skid marks from the person trying to break away, but it's no use.
The computers all smashed up, nothing in the cabinets remained, there's nothing for them to find, thus Theodore led them out of there, and into another lab, where it was the same.
A group of people forcibly dragged people who worked here away. Whatever's on those computers, Theodore can't access, they've been decimated to the point of becoming powdery remnants.
"Al said something about picking up dots on his scanner, right?" Lila recalled what Theodore relayed to her and he affirmed that it's what Al told him and she wondered if the people from Durham Industries escaped their confines and took revenge on the people who used them as experiments.
It's an old trope, but it checks out, and while Theodore didn't disagree that it's possible that the employees rebelled against their captors, something's bothering him.
Looking down at the ground, Theodore sees the footprints, there's multiple, but among them, he noticed something in common, the few were shoe prints, the rest were footprints.
Footprints that looked inhuman the more he looks at them, toes look fused in a set, and one looked like the toes fused into a set of three masses.
Seeing what he's looking at, Lila slowly raised her head to look up at him, her chestnut eyes brimming with emotions, and Theodore tells her that he thinks so, too.
They mutated.
Something in the pills mutated them and in their savage states went after the workers.
"What about John and Mary?" Lila worried about them and Theodore couldn't be sure if they'll suffer the same effects or not much less their unborn child.
Maybe whoever saved them from coming down here realized something's wrong and made sure they didn't get the new dosages.
As for what the pills did to the employees who consistently took them, Theodore feared they'll find out, and sensing this wasn't going to be a diplomatic endeavor, Theodore suggested Lila keep her knife on hand.
"Right," Lila nodded as she reached into her thick boot, pulling out her hidden knife from its sheathe that she always kept with her.
It went through more wear and tear than expected, that there's part of the blade with a piece missing, giving the knife a crescent shape hole.
Lila gotten it damaged during their recent set of adventures dealing with their much-lambasted enemies, the Daleks. She stabbed one in the eye stock to blind it while Theodore rigged some explosives.
The blade chipped off a piece and now it remained on the blade, since Lila can't get it fixed, without someone asking questions.
She even kept it from her dad, at least until she can find someone who'd fix it for her, and in a way that it looked virtually unused.
The last thing Lila needed was her dad finding out what she does when she's not at the library, explaining to him everything would've made the man dumbfounded.
Hell, she's been trying to heal scars that she garnered over the course of adventures so her dad didn't see them, just so he doesn't get curious, and prod into how she gotten them.
It's her lot in life having to lie to her dad about everything, the same went with Billy and Ethan.
At least Theodore had it lucky, Hamon's no stranger to this life, Hammond and Odette knew the score, and that's that.
For Lila, not so much, her dad and brothers couldn't fathom the idea that she's risking her life in different worlds apart, fighting aliens and humans from different spheres of existence.
Wielding her trusty knife, the point downward, Lila went with Theodore as they exited the second lab, wearily walking down the hallway, their eyes seeing the dried blood on the ground, nearly blending in with the brush metal walls.
Seeing the state of things, Theodore hoped there's at least enough intact evidence for them to use against the complex.
He really didn't want to fathom the idea of catching one of the employees and holding them until medical examiners can study them, that's not in his job description, if the Doctor had one.
Delivering a corpse for the sake of medical examination, especially, that's not his or Lila's job description.
Though, unfortunately, Theodore's attempt at ignorance wouldn't work even if he tried and hoped.
The Doctor's job description's basically surviving the ordeal presented to them and hoping for the best at the end of it, because there's always those pesky adventures that have things they can't change.
It's a depressing hassle that would've normally broken people after a while, but the Doctor had to persevere, despite it, all.
Holding Lila close to him, Theodore's icy blue eyes slowly moved around the hallway dotted with glass windows peeking into different labs, all looking like they've been hit by cyclones.
Gritting his teeth, Theodore felt his hearts beating against his chest, as he slowly moved his eyes, trying to catch any subtle movement, trying to keep surprises to a minimal.
Nothing makes the good hearts jump than a cliche horror movie jump scare.
"I don't think we're going to find proof, Theo," Lila looked over to him as she kept an arm around his and her free arm with her knife pointed down.
Seeing the state of the labs, there's a chance that whatever happened down here caused the destruction of the proof against Alex Industries.
She wasn't wrong, with the labs in disarray and their computers smashed into dust, they'll be lucky to find a sheet of paper with something printed on it showing the implications.
Trying to stay positive, Theodore assured her they'll find something that the complex can't talk its way out of or bully them, with Al's reach, everyone in the world would've known what they done to the innocent people.
Lila brought up, "What'll we do about them?"
Seeing their mutated footsteps isn't giving her much hope for them and judging by the torn scrubs, they're not going to reform back into their old lives as office workers, either.
Thinking it over as he's cautiously walking with her, Theodore tried to tell her that they'll think of something, anything.
He's not going to lie and say there's a chance the employees can receive the help they need and become normal, again.
To him, he doesn't think they can help at all, the employees' too far deep into whatever psychosis the drugs put them in, that trying to get them out of it's a fool's errand.
Whether they've become addicted to the drug, Theodore wouldn't be surprised if they did, they've become functional addicts, incapable of separating themselves from the drug they've unknowingly taken for who knows how long, and attempting to prevent them from consuming the drug would only lead to violence or worse, death.