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As you enter the alleyway your nostrils are assaulted by a hideous stench - of butchery, raw offal and ruptured bowels. It is the stench of a slaughteryard, spilt upon gore-glistening cobblestones. You see another older officer of hardier constitution, shaking his head as you pass, muttering only
-It's a bad one - carved up beyond recognition. If the Rookeries sees this they'll stir up a rampaging mob...