You strut down the catwalk onto the next platform, feeling full of confidence and spunkyness. You are SO READY for whatever is to come.
CircleHunter: "Walk down the catwalk with the utmost swag and dexterity."
Soul Limiter: "While walking down the swagtastic catwalk, peer over into each of the pits to see what is in them."
You cease the strutting for a moment to look down below. You can barely make out some old lab equipment, but it doesn't look like there's much else. Mostly darkness.
At the end of the room is a wall with a keyboard on it. It's asking for a password.
ENTER PASSWORD.