Torrent opened the door into the hallway. The first thing he saw, was a man in a white labcoat, lying unconscious on the floor. A line of stick'n shock tazer needles dotted his torso. The ork in a security overall beside him wasn't so lucky: Someone had shot him with flechette right in the unarmored face, transforming his flesh into ground beef. In his lifeless hands, he still clutched his smg, a Onotario Arms Sig-6.
The fire fight had destroyed several workstations across the lab they came from. There were still gunshots ringing out, but Torrent's motion sense told him, that at least in there immediate vicinity no-one was moving.
Moving south they came across more unconscious researcher. Most had been tazed, but a few had been shot with gel ammunition. All in all there where four unconscious people and one corpse.
Torrent moved from his cover until the shuttle dock came into view. There a single man in the same garb, that torrent now wore, guarded the door.
Torrent had noticed him well in advance, so that the guard hadn't spotted him. Still the shooting could be heard, but it had to have moved another floor upstairs, as far as the sound in here could be trusted.
(Guard failed it's perception check, you have a surprise round)
