[i][b]As you continue down the hallway for what seems like hours, you notice a change in the quality of air. Your eyes, ears, nose, and throat begin burning painfully as foreign microbes from origins unknown assault your body on a molecular level. Tears and thick mucus runs down your face freely, pink and mixed with blood from damaged cells in your body. You begin coughing uncontrollably as every breath feels like acid is eating your lungs. It occurs to you that this section of the ship has its own biosphere of hyper evolved microbes... And that you could die very soon without a gas mask of some sort. Your vision blurs from your damaged eyes, much more and you could be blinded permanently..... That's when you trip over the body. The mutilated, upper torso of a dead man lays on the ground, surrounded by bizarre insects and coagulated blood. His backpack is full, perhaps he could have something to help with your "quality of air" situation. [spoiler]find something in the bag that will help your situation. [/spoiler][/b][/i]