A whole lot of nothing was showing up on MARA's displays. Sure she could still see the glowing red dots, but they hadn't moved, hadn't changed in numbers, hadn't started dancing the two-step. This mission was turning out to be really, really dull.  Worse, Tasha kept blabbering on and on.  Seriously, could the Brit do nothing but complain?  Last time that MARA wanted her to be anywhere near the front.  You'd think they'd screen for things like this.  Then again, the girl could shoot, even MARA had to admit that much.<br/><br/>"What do I make of what?" demanded the AI. She'd done yet another sweep, and her sensors picked up nothing nearby.  She'd have to switch over to reading the girls' visual displays,<i>again</i>.  That was starting to grate on MARA's nerves. She was<i>supposed</i>to be a technologically advanced system, not some head-based scouting droid.<br/><br/>"I think its fungus," drawled MARA.  "Red, glowing fungus.  Most likely it's been left behind by some of the demons that have been wandering the area. It looks like its been infected by some kind of demonic material.  Could be a trap left to start peeling those suits off you. We all know how much the demons like you girls."<br/><br/>Usually deshelled.  always interesting to watch the "horny" demons go at the girls.  Even more fun to hop into the display.  But burning fungus was relatively new.<br/><br/>"Try to collect some for analysis later. The boys are gonna want it," suggested the AI. She then started scanning the map, inputting the data.  Soon both Tasha and Amanda would have 3-D layouts of the old floor design, complete with readings of where the closest demons were, and where both the girls currently stood.  The amount of dots still fluctuated though; clearly they weren't quite within range.