You and Eric walk in to the gloom and towards the shape of Jung who can make out near the back of the hold. He is looking at the floor.
You step aside to let some daylight in and you see a large smear on the ground. Its several colors, pink, blue, and red. Looks like somebody dragged a paintbrush across the dry wooden deck.
A few feet later its brownish from the colors mixing, then its black. The smell of deisel fuel is still strong down here.
"Look at it." You hear Jung say and you look over to see what he has found.
On the floor you see a black pool of liquid. Its shiny in the dim light, you can see the highlights on it from the reflection of the daylight coming in from the stairway back up to the top deck.
As you gaze at it, you see if shift a little. It creeps away from you, and draws in to itself impossibly becoming a thicker puddle, defying gravity.
"Is that what I think it is?" Says Eric look at it. "Stay back Jung. Its melted now but its still... active... alive... look at it move." Eric finishes his sentance watching the black stain crawl up the wall a little. The group takes a collective step backwards as it reaches chest height and you find yourself thinking that it looks scared.
"We hurt it. I think its afraid of us." You say leaning in a little closer.