The hallway starts getting wider. I look around. I'm really scared. I have every right to be scared. Everything is spinning in my head. How did I get here? Why was I put here? I run my hand over the tattoo. I don't recognize it at all. 

"Hey, you have one of those too?" He asks.

"You too?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Yeah." He shows me his.

"What does it mean?" I ask.

"Something I guarantee." He says.

I hear this loud ringing. It sounds like a horn. I start walking to it.

"This place looks abandoned." I say.

"Something got into it." He says.

"What do you think so?" I ask.

He points. I turn. My eyes widen. I see a hanger full of bodies. Human and alien bodies. They've been dead for a while it looks like. They smell awful. That's why I smelled decay. I smelled death and clearly this is. They had these major holes in them. I draw back. My hands start shaking. There were scratches everywhere. The ground was burning. It looks terrifying. It smelled like acid and other chemicals.

"We should run." I say.

"Yeah, we should really go." He says.