(It's late one night, and you decided to check out the old abandoned chemical plant. You notice it's still smoking, so you check it out. As you enter, you hear some noises of things still moving around, followed by a foul smell, then a weezing appears)

Look, punk, if you hear any chemicals, their mine. If that's not why you're here, then speak up, why ARE you here? (It seems gruff and annoyed)