<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000">The Manager's Office was locked, stopping Alexia from getting through. The only other door seemed to be barred... by a shotgun. It would work, but there was no ammo in it. The box she had picked up held 4 shells at the current.<br/>
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The man wouldn't move a inch, there wasn't even a pulse. In the main area of the apartments, now, there were two elevators against the far walls, both of the doors jammed shut. The front door was locked, though there wasn't a key there... and she would feel a presence behind her. The man, her ex lover, was up, one eye half open and the other completely bashed into the skull. His head was lulli8ng around, and he was holding a sharp piece of mirror , raising it up slowly to stab her with.</span>