Blank/Dean/Espejo
Espejo ran up the stairs alongside Blank, taking note of the floor that Dean had charged out onto. Floor 67. The door had been taken off its hinges, revealing a long corridor with flickering lights. A number of the walls had been removed from where apartments should have been, and a layer of grime and dirt had settled on almost everything. It hadn't been cleaned in months. There was a distinct smell of blood, mixed in with the not quite so clean air.
A man sat curled up on the ground in fear, trembling and bloody. Behind him, two men in security outfits stalked him, both of them with green cyber eyes, and a host of cybernetic augmentations. One wielded a blade, while the other held a semi automatic rifle. The one with the rifle spotted Dean and aimed while the other went for the terrified man on the floor.