Maro: Leave it to me. *he pulls out an Oil Lamp from... somewhere.*

*there is a chain snapped in half, it leads into the darkness.*

Iris: *they look around* where would we even find it?
Maro: What if we followed the chain that I had broken the harpoon off of?

Iris: it shot a harpoon into me, I think I can call it that.

*there is no response on the other end but static noises. the airlock door has a panel next to it, but it's wide openalready.*