Sunny nodded back and led the group back down the stairway into the lower part of the station. Ignoring several more echoing squeaks from the station's old pannels and plating, they move down in the lower section of the staiton as they pass the lounge and bar section and enter into the residential area. The elevator and stair core let out into a rounded single-loaded corridor with suits. The upper floors were fully functioning and some people were seen exiting and entering their rooms, though as they went further down the stairs there were less people. They finally reached to a floor which had dimmed lights that flashed, perhaps from a worn out bulb from first impression.
"We never had gotten that light fixed," Sunny said. "It's been doing that... no idea why..."
They walked through the corridors and the doors were sealed shut besides one that looked to be very worn out and beaten. On the door said '17' .
"After getting down here and trying to get this room to work," Sunny explained, "the men inside said they didn't want to work around here anymore and left the floor entirely. They said something about superstition and hearing noises... perhaps there is some history from the wreak that was here." Sunny shrugged and then his radio beeped.
"Sir, we need you in the east wing of the Hangar! Some accident. Please Hurry!"
"Gentilmen I apologies but i do need to get back up. This is pretty much the whole station. You can enter the suits to check out some things as well such as plumbing and so forth if you need too. I am afraid though I have to leave..." Sunny bows. "If you need anything then you can find me." He says and hurriedly leaves.
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