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[color=brown]"Ah, so that's what happened that day? Goodness gracious, I believed the other agents saying it was a gas pipe explosion."[/color] The man raised a knuckle to his lips and uses it to stifle a chuckle. [color=brown]"We had to shower with ice cold water for a week and a half because of you! Hehehe."[/color] The man shakes his head side to side gently as he lets the feeling go away. Not a moment too soon, they had the laughter and his partner noticed the faint scents in the air. He didn't need to told twice when Argus gave him orders. The laughter grew louder and louder until they came upon a fountain with a statue of an angel holding a harp, eyes closed as if playing a gentle lullaby for the dead. There sat a [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/39/2f/95/392f9560c33626a1dee5485cac7fc27d.png]well dressed old man[/url] on one of the four benches that surrounded the fountain. 

He was not alone, he was accompanied by a half dozen animated corpses that seemed to aimlessly wander the area but rarely going father than 15 feet away from the man, nor showing any aggression towards the pair of bureau agents. Even more Strange was the man that was chatting up one of the corpses that was seated beside him. [color=orange]"...and I was like: 'that's no fine lady, that's my mother-in-law!'"[/color] The man bursts out laughing his ass off to the point of wheezing and slapping his knee; like that joke was the best one he had heard his whole life, while his 'companion' merely stared blankly into the distance without a care in the world. Richard was not sure about his partner, but this had to be the strangest sight he had ever personally witnessed in his whole life.