They drop down to the floor, to take stock of their surroundings. Insomnia concentrates for a few moments, then winces. "Few minds. Much death. Mostly animals. One human. Dying. Afraid. No, not human. Still afraid."<br/><br/>"Which way?" Star asks. "Down. Below us, surrounded by metal and glass. So alone," Insomnia replies, pointing at an angle; ahead, to the left, and mostly straight down.<br/><br/>"I'll scout ahead," Ghost says, blurring slightly, as she brings up her magical defenses, and hurries down the hallway, Star beckoning them them to follow her.<br/><br/>The place looks like a hospital, but there's very few doors; most have been opened, as Ghost hurried down the hallway, moving faster than any human has a right to, but they're all either empty rooms with linoleum floors, or carpeted offices, with only sparse furniture, no computers. They find Ghost stopped at an elevator, looking it over. "It ought to be safe, but there might be warning devices on lower levels that I can't sense," she says, when they arrive.