THe door falls and hits the gorund with a loud thud, your leg feel sore form the effort as oyu and your partner make your way into the complex.
THe corridors are damp and dark, the silence is all consuming as your touches light your way, you pass many rooms inculding living chambers, there seams to have been a scuffle with multiple bullet holes but not a single body, not even a drop of blood, here and there debris is littered with coman objects that had been tossed aside.
You stop at an intersection.
