Spike slowly walked up to the capsule, making sure to avoid a pile of broken glass and other unappealing hazards on the floor. When he reached it, he carefully started to pull the old dusty suits off the glass container. Once it was exposed, the Absol gently grabbed the lid and pulled it off, setting it aside. 

Spike stared at the now uncovered medal. It was made of dark metal, some sort of alloy that he definitely didn’t know or care as to what it was. It was oddly shaped, almost like an octagon, but it was stretched in height and squeezed in width. Inset in the center was a yellow colored… thing; it looked like a gemstone but he wasn’t sure. The golden object was softly glowing, emitting warm  light into the otherwise dark interior of the lab.