725 Storage

Nico looked at the dead Klem hybrid in disgust. "Well, we can't take it alive, but I will still put a chunk of the brain and some chitin in this pickle jar and toss it in my flat space for later." 

  Max chuckled at the thought of some hapless medical researcher getting a pickle jar full of Klem as a research sample but quickly turned his thoughts to more pressing matters. They still didn't know how deep this facility went or what all had been going on there. So far, they had only found the reception and administration floors, and that didn't tell them too much since all the computers were isolated by the level. 

Nico spent a moment looking through the computers again and then turned to Max with annoyance in her thoughts. "I think I have found out what is going on here. There should have been a central mainframe linking this all together. That is why we aren't finding any sort of message-passing system on the floors.