Down the Stairs into the dark..
As Laysette flicks on her lighter, a brilliant flair of light causes everyone to see coloured spots, swirling before their eyes.
Whirls of colour, some only seen in imagination, mix and swirl around, and coalesce into a softly glowing orb. The light is ever so slightly shimmering, and illuminated the scene.
Surrounding them, they see workbenches and cabinets in disarray. Smashed and rifled through. But thats not what immediately captures their attention.
That would be the corpse, mostly lying under a only oily sheet.