The Squad Leader rises slowly, professional training eviden…

The Squad Leader rises slowly, professional training evident in every movement. "I can take you to the armory." His response is clipped, deliberate - giving nothing away about Jack or his mission.
As you move into the corridor, your nanobots' glow catches a security camera that slowly, smoothly tracks your movement. The Squad Leader notices it too, his step faltering for just a moment.
"Jack," Rogue alerts you, "the power consumption in this sector just increased by 12%. Something's responding to our movement."
The Squad Leader leads you down a maintenance stairwell, metal steps groaning under your enhanced frame. Your nanobots cast shifting shadows across corroded railings and peeling warning signs.
"We're being followed," Rogue notes. "Power signatures rippling through the systems behind us, like... echoes."
Another flight down, the Squad Leader pauses at a heavy security door. It scrapes open with a grinding protest of neglected hydraulics, responding to his presence despite years of disuse.
Inside, racks of experimental weapons gather years of dust. EMP rifles, quantum disruptors, containment gear - tools specifically designed to subdue enhanced subjects.
"Jack," Rogue analyzes, "these weapons... they're meant for containing things like us."
What do you do?