[0;1;33mWait...[0;1;31m
       ...something isn't right here.
[0;37m
Strangely you can't seem to find any of your gang.  You search quietly but
quickly through the city with no luck until finally you stumble upon one of
your Infomen dying in his apartment from a gun-shot to his stomach.  He isn't
conscious until you kneel down into the blood-soaked carpet and shake him
around a bit.  His eyelids open a bit, but his eyes can't seem to stay in
focus.  You ask him what happened, not because you really care about this
peon, but because obviously things aren't going your way.  Blood bubbles
from his mouth as he tries to speak, "gh..it..w..wasss... ..  ."  He violently
begins hacking and coughing up blood and closes his eyes again for a few
seconds, but he isn't dead.  You can still feel him breathing, though it's
laboured and blood is flowing freely again from his belly-wound.
His eyes open only to thin slits this time and he struggles out the word,
"c..c..car..p..pt".  His body twitches a few times and his eyes roll up.
You can feel the life leave him, but you wait a few seconds anyway,
making sure he is really dead and mulling over his last word.
Obviously he meant must have said, "carpet".  Dropping his head, it strikes
the wooden floor with a thud.  You begin looking around the room a bit more...
