Riley and Elisabeth went to the room where everything will be happening, where their test-subject is made ready for the experiment. All kinds of wires are attached to him, he himself is put on a table in a special room,... it was all a seemingly chaotic business, but everybody seemed to have everything under control.

Bauers saw three people working on getting the subject ready, yet he himself hasn't stopped sweating. Still, he tried to stay calm and asked Elisabeth: "What am I looking at?"

"Why don't you go and ask them yourself?" Elisabeth suggested.

All three of them went to the other three in the room. Elisabeth introduced them to Bauers: "This here is Christine, our cardiologist."

Christine greeted Bauers: "You must be Colonel Bauers, without whom none of this would be possible."

"What exactly is it that you're doing here?" he asked her.

"Just standard procedure." she answered, "All this is done to monitor his heart-rate."

"Not to mention to zap him when needed." one of the other two said, though he didn't particularly look like he was a scientist.

"This is Martin." Riley told Bauers, "He's our electrician."

"And lemme tell you..." Martion said, "I've seen electricity used for many things, but this is new."

"I'm a little lost here." Bauers told Elisabeth.

"It's quite simple." Elisabeth told him, "With the gas being released into the room, we have to be sure that... I'm sorry, what's the subject's name?"

"Jason." Bauers answered.

Nobody seemed to notice that the third guy reacted at the sound of that name.

"Well, now we got a name to fit with that fucked up face." Martin said, referring to the many scars that Jason bore on his face, "What happened to him anyway?"

"Right, Jason." Elisabeth continued, ignoring Martin, "Well, we have to be sure we can revive him without risking the gas to poison us, or anybody else."

"But isn't the gas supposed to be helping you come back to life?" Bauers wondered.

"It's not that simple." Elisabeth explained, as she suddenly started to use techno-babble which confused an already shaky Bauers.

"Alright, enough, I understand." he interrupted her, after which he turned to the third person, "And you are?"

That person, who reacted upon hearing the name Jason, only just woke from his trance at that moment: "Oh, I er... sorry. Vincent Glover. I'm Dr. Shue, or Christine's assistant."

"Assistant?" Bauers asked.

"He's the best student I ever had. I believed he should have been part of this project." Christine responded.

Bauers appeared a little less shaky then: "So you allowed a student to participate in this project?"

"It's alright." Elisabeth assured him, "He's not of the rebellious type, if that's what you're afraid of."

"I'm not afraid of anything." Bauers said, regaining his usual tone.

Meanwhile, Myers had found the showers, but he asked the military soldier who escorted him: "Does anyone ever return to the surface around here?"

"Not all at once, no." the escort answered, "If we all arrive or leave this area at once, people start asking too many questions, whereas when we go separately, nobody will think more of it."

"And how much time is there between those leaving?" Myers asked.

"Five hours." the escort answered.

"Five hours?" Myers sounded astonished, "So I'm stuck here for five hours before I can leave?"

Waving his hand as if to fan away a smell, the escort told him: "Those will be five hours well spent in the shower here."

Angered by that remark, Myers told the escort: "Can you in the meantime do something for the Colonel?"

"What is it?" he asked.

Myers then raised the suitcase that he had: "I'm not supposed to leave this out of my sight, but when I'm in the sho..."

"Don't worry. I'll keep an eye on it." the escort told him, "When you're finished here, you can come back to the entrance to pick it up."

After that, he returned to where he was before.