Janet frowned and adjusted her glasses once more.  There was what appeared to be letters smeared upon the white tiles.  Leaning closer, she wrinkled her forehead at them.  'Plant'?  What was that supposed to mean?  She rubbed the back of her neck idly with one hand, purzzling it out with a scientist's reasoning.  It was either that, or turn her attention back to the Professor's mutilated body, something she was loath to do.  Still... perhaps there was something she was missing.  She looked upon Lindquists body once again, keeping her scientific detachment in place, if just barely, and studied him.  It almost looked as if he'd been... eaten.<br/><br/>Catching something out of the corner of her eye, she turned, just in time to see the 'thing' launch it's attack, barely giving her enough time to scream...