“Hello again.”

“Oh! Hi!”

“I have the report for the boomerang. Take a look.”

“Ok… I presume ‘ITEM 28etcetera' is the boomerang?”

“Yes.”

“Wait. It says ‘Item not found’ but then gives a location?”

“Yes.”

“How- what does that mean?”

“We’re still working on it. Take a look at the next query.”

“The location is different. So it- it’s moving?”

“It appears so.”

“Huh. Are we worried?”

“Not quite yet. It’s an oddity, but it doesn’t seem to be broken so…”

“What did you find out about the mask? Anything?”

“I was hoping you wouldn’t ask. The techs found trace elements in it, elements associated with… Them.”

“Them them?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, ok, well, that’s not alarming at all. Nope. Deff not worried about that. Nothing can go wrong, I’m sure. And it probably has nothing to do with the glitches I’ve been-”

“Glitches?”

“Yeah, every time I leave I come back to find a glitch in the transcript.”

“Why didn’t you report it?”

“I didn’t know they were involved! I thought the dude was just whistling or something! You know the transcripts don’t know how to deal with wordless music!”

“Still, you should have reported it to someone, if only Max!”

“Ok, next time I’ll send it over!”

“Good! Good. Sorry.”

“No worries, boss.”

“Oh, I have worries. Keep going with the subject. Act like everything is normal.”

“Will do.”

“Thank you.”