{✠}RAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA-TAT-TA!! The automatic rabid-fire of a 1920's Tommy Gun clatters across the empty halls of Marshall's 3rd Floor, followed by the screech of multiple winged rats who were posing the gun...men(?) a bit of a nuisance than the help they usually were. From the sound of their barrating, it was like a child ( Read more... )