The Hanged ManThe cackling croaking crows crowded around the festering freezing corpseScabrous scavengers to a birdGathered around the unknown and quite dead manThe smell of rotten blood in the windThe muted muffled squawks'Who was he' one asks'A madman' chirps another of the dark birds'No he wasn't' quietly states the darkest of the groupA faint breeze stirs and the rope around the hanged man's neck creaks slightly as he stares at the world with dead milky eyes'Those that can't hear the music think the dancers are insane'
Chapter 2After crawling along air ducts for some time, Cameron peered downfrom her hiding place. She broke the grill and dropped down to a well-litcorridor. She continued along dodging security cameras and came uponan opened security door. She looked inside. A laboratory of sorts, itwas a large room with small cages lining metal walls. The stench ofwaste and urine assaulter her senses and a cacophony of madnesssounded throughout the room. Inside each cage was a creature.The only feature they all shared was their humanoid form and smallsize. One with a snarling dog face, yet another with glowing green eyes,and one with no eyes at all. These creatures were covered with eitherweeping sores, patches of ragged fur, or covered with hair. Some hadtentacles, pincers, wickedly curved claws, human hands with too manydigits or other, even weirder appendages.The mutants shook the bars of their cages and mewled, cried,screamed, growled, roared and some even laughed insanely.On the far side we