Jonathan frowns. Scales? What were they keeping in here? Reptiles?
"Marcus, this is not making much sense. A significant amount of time could not have elapsed since Dr. Hardiman escaped from her kidnappers. If this is the pool she was talking about, I don't see how it could have been emptied of any parasites in the time since her escape. Do you by chance see a drain down there? I wonder if any liquid has drained down into a sub-chamber beneath the pool." Grabbing a the piece of iron frame from around the edge of the pool to use as a poking device, Jonathan walks to the shallow end and jumps down into the pool.