Echoing Laugh

This is a familiar place, but its missing a familiar face. The hallways and corridors are rotted now, and the elevator doors are jammed with vines. The tiles on the floor are misplaced and crooked, and sometimes you run into cobwebs. Still, through all of this, the past still remains. Some areas are locked and sealed tight, not overtaken by nature. Only through the tough glass windows can you see the contents inside the area. Usually, there's only a swivel chair and a desk inside of a spongy room. More fractions of the past are actually scattered about the building, but without any explanation. Sometimes in the corridors you smell the scent of Experiment #938, or sometimes you catch a quick glimpse of the failed and forgotten Experiment SUB4-21, or even you still hear the wails of Experiment IM-1...This is a familiar place, but its missing a familiar face. The hallways and corridors are rotted now, and the elevator doors are jammed with vines. The tiles on the floor are misplaced and crooked, and sometimes you run into cobwebs. Still, through all of this, the past still remains. Some areas are locked and sealed tight, not overtaken by nature. Only through the tough glass windows can you see the contents inside the area. Usually, there's only a swivel chair and a desk inside of a spongy room. More fractions of the past are actually scattered about the building, but without any explanation. Sometimes in the corridors you smell the scent of Experiment #938, or sometimes you catch a quick glimpse of the failed and forgotten Experiment SUB4-21, or even you still hear the wails of Experiment IM-1... but most of all, you can hear an echoing laugh. The laugh is so... twisted and inhuman that it would make you want to leave right away. And most people do leave right away... wise choice. That laugh isn't harmless. It belongs to someone. It belongs to Nova, and it is in the building played on loop. It plays due to an altera kept in the central chamber of the building, programmed to eternally echo the same laugh over and over and over and over and over. The laugh originated from when Nova caused Paradox Science to halt... suddenly halt. Unexpectedly halt. Terrifyingly halt.

And yes, Paradox Science is this place I am referring to. The place where the failed experiments that were supposed to be forgotten still echo. You never thought it was going to be this bad, did you? Maybe you shouldn't have come here. But now it's too late.

Welcome to Paradox Science, innocent one.