The worn out, rusty door might lead one to think this lab was abandoned- but stepping inside reveals a world of life, dark purple walls and neon lights more reminiscent of an arcade than a lab. But those bright lights arent from the ceiling lights, they're from Sciuros. Hundreds upon hundreds of them, all shining colourful wingtips and scurrying about like they own the place. You barely avoid stepping on one when a dark haired man with a twisted jaw steps out of a hallway. "Oh, hey! Wasnt' expecting visitors, lemme show ye around!"