I'm inside. Bodies everywhere. Blood. Burn marks.
Heads lined up like bottles behind a bar, Dead
Murkoff scientists hung from the ceiling, their
badges say "Murkoff Advanced Research
Sytems." Murkoff's long time M.O. has been to
profit off the exploitation of supposed charity.
F*ck the third world and bankroll another billion.

How did Murkoff think they would make money
off a building full of crazy people?

There's some kind of tactical cop pinned like a pig
on a spit. Tells me to get the f*ck out and then
dies. Would have been a good thing to hear when I
could still leave the way I came.