Topic - You are a janitor.. for the fbi... you've seen some strange things in your life of cleaning.. but the strangest thing you EVER encountered in the hallowed halls of the hidden was. .



Silently id Pass Through the Hallways of Glass Rooms
wondering the secrets they held, grasping at my broom
the Last Few days, special agents have worked all out,
on "weapon omega" something few agents knew about. .

Pacing the Chrome halls armed with but a Bucket & Rag
behind the glass, something moved, figured 'fuck it' & ran
after a while i crept back, hoping to catch a quick glimpse
the glass was now shattered,& on the floor lay an air-vent
prepared for the worst,i dropped rag,unbuttoned my shirt
rolled my sleeves up,then placed onmy glasses to stay alert.
obviously the 'thing' that was caged,had somehow escaped
i took it upon myself to catch it, suddenly the room shaked
a roar bellowed then echoed up through the metals features
Noise sounded troubled. Some sort of wild hybrid creature
Up into the shaft i climbed, only guided by the flash of light,
my pocket torch provided . . heart was beating fast inside.
A second roar, louder this time. The sound became deeper
at the opposite end of the vent i could see "weapon omega"
a seven foot figure, w/ green eyes, its huge jaw had opened
walked toward me, wanted to run but seemed to be frozen.
i turned hoping somehow id just wake up,or maybe escape
we now stood Face to Face, and i realised it was too Late
with my final breath, i closed my eyes, gave the lord praise
before being swallowed alive by the thing w/ the gore gaze

Weapon omega was never captured. . now spoken of only in pardon
And the only recollection of me is my Missing pic on the milk cartons. .


Written For Note It, The FWTL. .