When the floor popped back under his feet, Sam couldn't help spinning around, trying to gather his bearings. And also to make sure they, you know. Were in the right place, though the fact that he had room to move was a good sign.

The fact that Kibitoshin apparently hadn't expected them to make it through in one piece was, uh. Less good. Though Sam couldn't say he blamed him.

He glanced behind him to make sure Peter was still there, then squinted at the hallway. The whole institute looked like a badly retro-fied strip club with the pink glow.

"This is it, yeah."

Huh. It was pretty quiet, right? That was weird. There was always a mass of people up here. People and plenty of supernatural creatures crawling out of the woodwork. Especially if anyone had been taken tonight...Okay, so they took them at dinner. The institute hadn't lost control until after. Which meant anyone they took should've had their powers back.

Which meant there should be people trying to get out, people trying to get in, and a hell of a lot of exploded scientists. It should be crazy up here.

"Is it just me or is it kinda...empty?"