Dr. Sara Mitchell squirmed out of her containment suit.
"What happened?" She asked her colleague Rich, who had just finished shedding his own suit.
"One of the protesters must have figured out how to hack the lab's air control system. We went from mild under pressure to massive overpressure. Every specimen canister in cold storage imploded. If it wasn't for our suits, we'd probably have burst eardrums or worse."
Sara had been in the lab itself and had not witnessed what had occurred in the storage room. "What all did we have in there? With all the fuss with starting to shut down the facility, I've lost track."
It had been a wild two months. The lab had quietly operated underneath Palmetto State University's bioscience building for years, until a data dump by WikiLeaks revealed it's existence to the world. The entire staff had been rushing to safely pull the plug on the DoD's premier biochem research lab.
Rich grimaced. "Not good. With all the construction at Langley to make room to accommodate us there, they temporarily moved their entire specimen archive here."
Sara stopped and stared. "Wait, we had the CIA's bioresearch black library in there? Every virus, bacteria, chemical compound, drug, prion, and other unclassifiable substances ever found by the world's biggest spook agency?"
Rich nodded. "Yup. Unstable CRISPR formulations, ultra strong synthetic hormones, symbiotic bacteria and parasites, metabolic hyperaccelerators, genetic activators, and stuff no one knows what it is. All mixed together now on the storage room floor."
Rich looked at the steaming mess on the security monitor. "I wonder why it's purple".