Black Ward: Empty Chambers

C: “What do you know…the fucking family legacy shows it’s face again. What the hell happened here??”

You push the lobby door, and it opens, allowing you to look inside. It’s dark, unsurprisingly, and you search your flashlight around the open area.

The first thing that grabs your attention is the large sign over the desk that reads ‘Westchester Arms Co’. Why aren’t you surprised that this is one of your family’s factories?

More surprising is the bars over the main door, seemingly connected to a pair of large wheels on either side of it, and a box on a raised dais in front of it.

There’s a dark stain on the cushioned bench, and a stack of magazines next to it, below a large painting you can’t make out in the dark.