After walking, nonchalantly, up the stairs to the mezzanine, scanning the area a rough neon outline of the walls and hard edges resolve themselves in Nina's AR display. Pushing the door open, slowly, looking at the floor then ceiling for signs of tripwires or jam jars though nothing specifically dangerous appears. Opening the door all the way, the charred husk of the cockpit appears, the cushions in the seats look like briquettes in their metal frames, near the center of the room lies a dark bubbled up and burnt spot. What little remains of the crew is strewn about the floor, burnt to almost nothing.