You are inside a factory. The machinery has been ruined, with dark oil pooling on the concrete floor. The doors to the street have been left wide open.

Somebody has spraypainted M*% *evi*es * @*#%:#/t#n%#*c/%evi@ onto a wall. The graffiti has been obscured by smears of gore.

There is another zombie from your horde here. It's Jan Breydel.