Hades opened the door, signaling Keaton to go in. Pistol drawn, he stuck his head in, looking both left and right. It was empty. He released his breath, holstered his gun, and walked in. To the left were some utensils and supplies, while to the right was what looked like a control panel for the lights. Before walking over, Keaton scanned the floor, looking for hazards. There appeared none, but better safe than sorry.
Keaton opened the panel, hooking his phone's battery jack to the wiring. Everything worked perfectly. Now, all that was required was to locate the lights and get out. "This part requires about two minutes of waiting," he said in a hushed voice to Hades. "In the meantime, can you explain what we're doing here?"