a long corridor shaped like a tube. it rotates like a turbine, causing vertigo. justin's breath echoes in his helmet as he moves forward.
justin's light bounces off an even larger pressure door, built like a bank vault. the second seal.
the second seal is open. justin's safety line snakes into darkness.
cooper enters at full speed, shooting through in a controlled fall.
peters follows smith down the first containment towards the main access corridor, carrying the last case of scrubbers. she begins to lag behind.
weir wanders into first containment, brooding.
a muffled scream rips through the second containment seal. it begins as a human sound and ends as something else, an alien cry of rage.
miller runs fast. the fire is faster, flooding in behind him.