Like Rambo returning to Vietnam…

I returned to the ceiling to finish what I started. Poor little rats. I was looking for somewhere to pour bait, and I realized the ancient metal trays dotted around the place were there for a reason. Afterwards I worked out that the metal tubing I’d been walking on contained power cables. I donnn’t really want to go up there again.

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