Quagmire breathed a large amount of air as he calmed down his nerves. He glanced from left to right and looked over himself, and once he was sure that he was ready, he straightened his body and back and firmly placed a firm click on the button in front of him, confirming that he wanted to start immediately.
Almost immediately upon entering, the entire machinery in front of him started to light up in another bluish light, the sounds of cranes moving, pods being drifted apart, and moving to other parts of the facility. The clink and clank of machinery danced in symphony with the concerto of the humming power supply being siphoned by the machinery itself.
