[b]Museum Lobby[/b]

It didn't take long for the red glow from the cracks to be noticeable. Jon looked around and could see glows coming from the base of some of the pillars and behind the ticket desk. He tapped his ID card to the reader and headed into the office, crouching down to look at the crack under the desk. It was an ominous red glow, as if something was trying to break through from another dimension, even though everyone in the room "knew" that such a thing was impossible.

In his ear, his radio chirped as someone reported some sort of disturbance at the dig site, calling for ERU intervention, but he wasn't on that shift.

"Are we sure they didn't build this place on a hell-mouth?" He asked one of the desk-jockeys.