On numerous occasions, Kratos had sorely wished for the impeccable night vision and hearing that his angelic status had conferred upon him. Now was one of those times. Even though the medical wing seemed silent and empty, he knew better; the mess outside had been proof enough.

He warily entered the medical wing, stopping only when he had passed Castiel with sufficient distance to allow the rest of the group to remain behind him. "Farther down--" Kratos tucked his flashlight under his arm so he could draw his sword. "Last time I was here, we explored the right hand side, and I didn't come across any 'X-Ray rooms'. So, by process of elimination, the left side would be best to start."

He let his flashlight drop back into his free hand and shone it around, carefully checking for any sudden movements or lurking threats. "Everyone, stay close."