The green light of the terminal continued to blink ominously as the party snatched up the loot.
Kestrel cast his keen eyes over the door. It appeared to be a simple wooden door with no obvious cables attached to it, nor any cleverly disguised (or poorly disguised) traps.
As he slowly pushed the door open, there was a quiet hum from the opposite side and with a degree of aged fatigue the fluorescent lights began to flicker on. Peeking his head around the corner of the door, he could see the grey of the opposite wall, three coloured lines trailing along the wall and down the corridor.
Kestrel cast his keen eyes over the door. It appeared to be a simple wooden door with no obvious cables attached to it, nor any cleverly disguised (or poorly disguised) traps.
As he slowly pushed the door open, there was a quiet hum from the opposite side and with a degree of aged fatigue the fluorescent lights began to flicker on. Peeking his head around the corner of the door, he could see the grey of the opposite wall, three coloured lines trailing along the wall and down the corridor.