10 AUG 1995

Kylie watches him dubiously but returns to work.

The events of the night unnerved King more than he cared to admit. He couldn't wait for the morning to arrive so that he could actually do some more investigation of a normal sort.

The agents are all bleary eyed as they push through the final leg of their all-nighter.

Kylie draws her weapon and follows, "You, pinstripes, freeze!"

Kylie moves into the bathroom after the figure.

"Where did...?" Slightly shaking, she holsters her weapon.

King drew his gun as well and dashed towards where the figure was headed after exiting the bathroom.

It didn't exit the bathroom. It was inside the bathroom, and it passed across the doorway from one side to the other.

"What the hell? So I wasn't the only one that saw that?" says Karl, then mutters under his breath, "Finally."

He moves toward Kylie and the bathroom. "Nothing there?" he asks, hand on his weapon.

"I... I've been awake too long. Maybe." She doesn't sound convincing, and had failed at convincing herself.

is it just me? No. They're on edge too.

"Look, this shit is fucked up. We don't need therapy to realize that it's more likely we're in some kind of group think confirmation bias or whatever, and any second we'll be drinking poison koolaid. But that's bullshit. I saw a guy walking around in there. And now nothing. I don't know what is going on, what kind of elaborate stage magic level crap is being pulled, but it's pissing me off. "

She glares at nothing.

"Thats just a bit unsettling. Are we sure theres no hidden entrances into/out of this apartment?" Kirby puts his gun back to safety.
Kirby enters the bathroom and starts rapping on the walls and moving what he can to see if theres some trigger/hallow sound.

King moved in to search as well, even though it was evident that there was nothing else in the bathroom.

"I'm sure there are hidden entrances, exits, other parts of the building, people even. I've concluded we just can't see them. Or at least we didn't used to be able to see them."

Just before the first rays of morning light begin to trickle through the window, the agents have cataloged enough of the junk to reveal something attached firmly to the wall and covered with a sheet, just above eye level - through the sheet, it feels like it's a plank of wood.

" Well there seems to be no reason for that to be in here." Kirby holsters his weapon and adjusts his belt

"Time to pry it out. Anything strange happens, you know the drill." King removed the sheet to get to the wood beneath, and then attempted to pry the plank off.

Agent King pulls the sheet off of the plank.

Wincing...

He was prepared for the worst.