7

You turn to leave. And yet, as you do, you feel a strange sensation pass across your body. It is a brief feeling of invasiveness, of otherness. For a few seconds, something is inside you, and all around you—it is a consciousness, one that is incomprehensible to you. It is another mind, one that is alien in the most basic sense of the word.

It passes through, and you spin around. A half shadow stands before you—thin, like a being of two dimensions. Dark, perhaps, or perhaps not there at all.

And then it is gone; both the feeling and the figure have vanished. A trick of the light, maybe—and a trick of the mind as well.

You leave, glancing across at the mystical runes inscribed around the interior of the building's doorway: a component of the magical barrier that protected this place, no doubt. Electra, Brett, Leach, and your team of warlocks and field agents are waiting outside for the all clear to enter the building.

"It's all yours," you tell them. "Rip out anything of interest that you find inside."