He'd been wandering-- not quite aimlessly, considering moving around in the dark does require some semblance of purposeful direction, but Ray had no real destination in mind. That is, until glass shatters and makes him jump. The door opens silently (gosh those complex maintenance guys are fantastic at their jobs, huh?).

"Hello?" His voice carries through the room despite the quiet tone he uses. It'll be just his luck to get booted for treason, but his curiosity gets the best of him. Ray further into the room, one careful foot in front of the next.

"Is ... everything OK in here?" He sighs, mumbling to himself: "And now I'm talking to possibly empty rooms. This is my life."