"Prometheus was punished by the gods for giving the gift of knowledge to man. He was cast into the bowels of the earth and pecked by birds."

"Sounds like the gods need a good talking-to," she says. "Well, I'm afraid we're in a bit of a hurry, so unless you want to come with us, we should probably be going."

"Welcome, astronauts!"

"Taking that as a no. Goodbye."

And onward.

"Oh thank goodness. Let's go." Onwards onwards the catwalk leads to a corridor with another heavy-duty door and then a...

possibly familiar corridor. "Probably ought to bring you up to speed on something right now..."

"...yes?"

"In order to escape, we're gonna have to go... through her chamber. And, and she'll probably kill us. If, um, she's awake."

"...last I saw her, she pretty definitively wasn't."

"—you know her?"

"When I first came to this place, she made me solve a bunch of puzzles and then tried to kill me and I tried to kill her right back and then she exploded. Then again, I survived exploding, so maybe she did too. Did she?"

"You killed her? Okay, change of plans, how about we stay right here and never move again. Forever."

"...is that a yes or a no on her surviving the explosion, it's really hard to tell."

"Well she hasn't done anything in hundreds of years but who knows? But no, I don't wanna do it, let's just stay here, if she's alive she'll kill us. And then bring us back to life and kill us again."

"She's been remarkably bad at killing me for all the time I've known her. I think we will probably be fine. Whereas if we stay here and never move again we will definitely run into some problems."

"Well, I can survive on very low power, and you... I suppose you could eat potatoes."

"...there's potatoes?"

"Oh, yes, everywhere, they've quite overrun this place."

"...however, there do not appear to be any potatoes here. And aren't we urgently evacuating?"

"—right, this place is gonna explode..."

"I would really prefer not to explode again. It wasn't any fun the first time."

"Ohhh trust me it will be even less fun this time. It's gonna be a, a proper explosion, everything disintegrating, nothing left to speak of, nasty stuff."

"Right then. So what do we do after we go through her room?"

"Oh, there's the escape pod and we use it to escape—wait, no, what if she's awake though—!"

"Then I will try having a reasonable conversation with her, and when that doesn't work I'll ignore her and go on my way."

Onward through the dread lady's chamber!

"No, no, don't go there—she's off. She's off! Panic over! She's off. All fine! On we go."

She seems to be indeed off. And the place is... rather destroyed and old.