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On the streets near the open rail embankment, you can see an obese man with oversized spectacles shuffling past you. He is poking around in the heaps of rubbish, as if he is looking and searching for something, but he has not seen you yet.
From a brick wall near another dead-end alleyway, there is suddenly a piercing scream of horror, followed by sounds of distress. You can hear the rattling of chains being dragged against the ground. Behind the wall, a woman is pleading...
Please no! Take anything! Please! Help me! Someone, help!
The obese man adjusts the enormous glasses that have been sliding down his sweat-slickened nose, and begins to waddle over curiously, to inspect the source of the disturbance. The wall looks as if it would be too high and strenuous for him to climb over.
