Chapter 10 IC: Old World, New Frontier
The Freyan pries open the door with little effort, and sharp momentary hiss of air escapes to equalize pressure. Peering through the small gap reveals a rather unexpected site, a room, not another corridor. This room is complete with tables, chairs, desks, some sort of control panels and assorted devices. Judging by the dust and general state of everything this place has not been disturbed for a very long time.