by this time, the gang has made their way into restricted space
carefully and silently, they sneak past some guards
there are no windows!
we must find a way to see what they're hiding from us
those sounds, those awful noises, are coming from the roof
we follow them to the outer wall, where there is a ladder
the roof is of glass, and--
oh, what horror!
we can see inside!
abomination! these are humans!
what foul mind could have devised such a system of torture?
and now they've spotted us, sounding alarms!
without a moment to compose themselves
quickly back to the ladder goes the crew
gunfire chases them to the fence
back to the car... someone is missing!
behind the fence lies one Myargh Argh;
bullet holes stealing his last breaths
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