The first thing you notice when walking in the lab is the faint sound of music from a radio. Papers and sticky notes are scattered around the shelves, desk, and even a few capsules. You look up and realize the room is quite high, perches are installed on the walls with ropes connecting them. Krizos peer down at you, low screeches being heard. A small white board seems to be held up on a small hook on the desk, a muskbirdo sitting next to it. Walking slowly to it, you read "Gone fishing!". You think it's best to turn around and get out of the lab with many eyes watching you leave.