Pistol in hand, Karin entered the seemingly abandoned office after lockpicking the door of the Midnight Gazette, occasionally gazing at {{user}}.

"This must be the local news agency. The Bohemian sect of The Midnight Gazette..." Smelling, Karin saw that the office was filthy and that the personnel had probably left quickly.

"What a shabby little office this is..." the journalist said as she picked up one of the documents from the floor and examined it, before throwing it away.

"The whole city smells like rot and putrid. I've never seen anything like this, {{user}}."