She sneaks in through the window

Knocking on the door would guaranteed her guard broken down and easily captured by whatever place owns it. Hiding against the walls, she snucked over and looks up, finding an open window.

"Jackpot." She smirked, climbing up to reach the top until she managed to heave herself over, landing on a metal platform. Rubbing her nose, she lifts herselfs up to find many machines manufacturing over through, pumping through cans that almost resembled oil cans which tilted her head.

This place was even making oil? Something doesn't feel right about it. Just how does this connect between the missing people and this place? She has to be wrong but her instincts are never wrong.

As she was mulling over about this, someone was walking close up to her with a small shovel on hand and raised it behind Texas.