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Frank drops down into a darkened building. Crossing a catwalk while crouching he tilts his head looking for sounds below.
Silence.
The building seems empty.
Reaching a ladder, he slides down to main floor. Huge crates are scattered here and there. Sticking to the shadows, he makes his way towards a lighted room.
And finds...
A bloodied corpse taped to a chair. Obvious signs of a struggle. Papers flung from tall cabinets lining a wall. A broken desk with it's drawers spilling their contents everywhere. The light sputters.
A scurrying sound. A huge rat peers out from a large cage in the corner.
The light sputters again and goes out.
Darkness.
More scurrying sounds. Frank sticks to the shadows. Dim lights arc through the darkness.
Voices.
Frank sniffs, his nose wrinkling... cologne, bad cologne
voices rise drawing nearer
'I swear I saw something'
'bull, you saw nuthin'
'in there with Joe'
rough laughter
'poor old Joe'
'poor big mouthed Joe'
more laughter
'mebbe it's Joe movin around'
'dammit man, don't say that Joe's deader than s**t'
'fine, then you go in there and look if you're so sure. But there ain't nobody here but us an Joe, and he ain't movin round so good these days'
more laughter, ending in a loud cough

Frank looks around. Sees open vent.
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