Pulling her gun, she checked the safety but pointed it to the floor. No need to get jumpy.

"Wish we knew more about what happened to those that died. That would make it easier to know whether or not to follow the advice. The place itself could be sentient, or there could be someone tied to it trying to help. Then again," she continued, wry, "the building could be evil, or whomever is trying to contact us is."

She pinched the bridge of her nose. "I am too tired for this bullshit."