"There's cells all up and down here man." replies the young man, straightening up. "They grabbed a bunch of us yesterday, just a street sweep, roughed us up, tossed us in here. We didn't do nothing."<br/><br/>He stands up, moving behind you to try and keep any random debris from the door from hitting him. "I heard someone say there was a freak ... uh, like a villian or hero or something in one of those cells." His hand gestures deeper into the building, and his voice lowers to a conspiratorial whisper. "They said he can turn your brain inside out."