[Poggio]

When the boss had given the order to lock down the place, Avery was in a stair well. Once he realized that many of the doors would not let him out to freedom he kept traveling down until he reached the basement that had no doors at all. Instead he entered what looked like a laboratory mixed with a morgue. It was filled to the roof with cages and the smell of burning flesh. His attention was drawn to a loud clang. In the middle of the room was a rather large cage with a pole in the center. There was a young mouse girl, lucidly bending and bucking against the metal as if she had no limbs at all. Her eyes were dilated and she was panting with her tongue lolled out to side. Avery noticed where her hand was and tried to look away but it was like watching a train wreck. She squeaked in satisfaction, but after prolonged convulsions it was clear that the mouses soul had left its body. Avery's heart beat with fear. The girl's smelled mingled with the same scent of arousal as the man who released him from his cage.