Niklas thought for a moment, pondering the dead man.

"No, I can't say that I did. I'd like to think I'd remember something that odd. As far as I can remember I've never seen anyone with a twitch quite like that one."

Niklas paced the bar for a few moments, until Quackshot turned to Lyra with his question.

"If you've got some connections, even if they might not know that rat, getting in touch with them might not be a bad idea, Lyra. I just want to get this cleared up and figured out, otherwise sleep won't come easy for a while. For now, let's just get this place cleaned up-"

During the middle of Niklas' sentence the bar's doors were kicked open, and a small metal canister rolled in. Before anyone could react it exploded into a blinding flash of light and sound, leaving everyone in the bar temporarily incapacitated. After a few minutes everyone's senses slowly restored to relative functionality, and Niklas came to a few realizations. First, that had absolutely been a flashbang. Second, he really hated flashbangs. Third, there was a different dead body in his bar now.

The third one came as a bit of a shock for Niklas. The corpse in front of him was no longer that of a dead rat, but instead a middle-aged man with greying red hair. What concerned Niklas even more than the new corpse, however, was what he was wearing.

[i]Those are dev-district clothes. We need to run.[/i]

"I know everyone's just as confused as I am, but we all need to leave this bar and get as far away as possible, right now."