A dimly lit, winding staircase leads to the underground lab, where a sharp acrid smell stings like a wasp. Long steel tables covered with biological instruments line the walls, and shelves filled with jars of organelles stand grimly in the dark. But the real heart of this lab lies beyond the shelves and tables: within a steel layered, twisting labyrinth, lit a putrid mix of purples and blues. Vats of organic sludge boil like cauldrons, and from this abyss all manner of horrors spill forth.