I'm Inside

I'm inside. Bodies everywhere. Blood. Burn marks. Heads lined up like bottles behind a bar. Dead Murkoff scientists hung from the cieling; their badges say "Murkoff Advanced Research Systems." Murkoff's longtime M.O. Has been to profit off the exploitation of supposed charity. Fuck the third world and bankrool another billion.
How did Murkoff think they would make money off a building full of crazy people?
There some kind of tactical cop pinned like a pig on a spit. Tells me to get the fuck out and then dies. Would have been a good thing to hear when I could still leave the way I come.
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