A steady dripping of ice cold sludgy water was plopping onto his neck. The sewer was a rank place: concrete walls layered with sludge; filthy water sluggishly flowed over the uneven ground; mangy rats scuttle around the pipelines. Tommy trudged through the putrid scum that was coating his trainers. He sighed as he crouched and sifted through the sludge. When the slime dripped through his fingers, he felt a metal disk in his palm. Shoving it in his pocket to look at later, Tommy resumed searching. It was five days later when they found the stiff corpse in the sewers.
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