As I Walk through the hotel room it feels like I have been hit with a centerblock. Nine bodies lay around the room in various places, the ceiling ductwork is poking through the giant hole in the ceiling. My legs quiver as I pick up the phone to dial the police. I have to leave the room, at least until the cops get here, the smell is unbearable. So when Agent Smecker shows I lead him inside and he asks me a series of questions before I can leave. Once I am done I stumble out into the hallway and towards the elevator. I use a luggage cart for support and find my way throught the lobby to the front door. BAM!!!!!!!!Flash!!!!!!! I am ambushed just outside the door by reporters asking who, what, when, where, and why. I just keep stammering, no comment, until I can make my way out of the crowd. now that I am out of the mob I start to realize that I am alone on a dark street.
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