The hall ways and corridors of the Police station were strangely quite, every one seemed to have disapeared.<br/>If any one had walked into the front area they would have thought that alien had come and stolen the occupants for weird anal probe experiments.<br/><br/>As marlowe made his way futher into the bowels of the building noise started to filter to his ears, a random "tat tat" sounds with a whisper quite scream thown in. Any moment Marlowe might expect to see Yvette Fielding and Derek Acorah to come racing round the corner.