My mind was so on Kate I forgot to get a ride from Joe and took the taxi instead. I arrived at the museum to find Joe in the lobby looking around. This was a surprise to me. I expected Joe to quit, after all the trouble I had put him through. I walked towards Joe and he didn't notice me until I said something. He jumped back.

"Wow! Didn't see you there Quan," he said.

"Sorry about that. Are you looking for something?" I asked curious.

"Those artifacts and strange people were real?" Joe asked.

"Yes, they only come to life when it's exactly midnight," I said looking at my watch to see it was only ten o'clock. "So we have two hours to wait."

"This has got to be the weirdest thing I've ever experience," Joe said.

Me and Joe went to the watch room and relax for awhile. There we looked at the cameras and saw no unusual behavior. So we began eating lunch. When we finish we still had at least an hour before the artifacts of the museum came to life. I couldn't believe how lonely it seemed without them running around. It had became so boring that I accidentally drifted off to sleep.

"Bang! Bang!" Is the sound that I woke up to.I wondered why Joe didn't wake me up and I discovered he had also fallen asleep.

"Wake up Joe, something weird is going on and I'm not going to check it out by myself,"I said.

"We should call the police," Joe said.

"You're right, what am I thinking," I said slapping my face.

I pulled out my cellphone and began to walk out the room.

"What are you doing?" Joe said.

"There's no phone in here. So I'm calling the police with my cellphone," I said.

"There's a button you can press up under the desk, to bring the police straight here," Joe said.

I looked under the desk and there was a red button.

"How did you know that?"

"Didn't they explain that to you when you got the job?" Joe asked.

I just scratch my head. I jumped because I heard another noise.

"Hey, look at this Quan," Joe said staring at the screens of the TV.

Joe pointed to one screens that appeared to have blacked out. That was the portraits and sculptures room. The screen didn't look like that at first. Than I remembered we had went to sleep. I asked Joe (since he had stayed awake longer) if he had saw something unusual. But he too had not notice anything.

"I know this guy who could hack anything that ran by computer. So we may have a hacker on our hands," I said.

"You mean, the police hands," Joe said reaching under the desk to press the button.

Time he touched it, all the power went off and we were sitting in black darkness. I pulled my heavy black flash light from my waist holder. Then turned it on. Its beam lit up most of the room. Joe pulled out his flashlight too. I notice it was almost time for the artifacts to wake up. I walked towards the door. Joe protested about trying to be the hero but eventually, he followed me outside the room.

As we walked down the dark halls, it dawned on me that someone was trying to rob the museum. I've been in a bunch of sticky situations but not one like this. I was going to have to come up with something.

"You know you should just go on and call the police with your cellphone now," Joe said.

"I would, but you can't get a good signal in here. You have to go toward a window," I said. " The only windows in here are in the front. We can't go there because we have to pass the room of portraits to get to the front."

"So we are stuck in here with people that are dangerous and we have no backup," Joe said.

"We need to be careful and quiet. That way whoever is in her won't hear us," I said in a low tone.

We heard some foot steps and low talking. Me and Joe duck behind a big plant sitting nearby. We listen as the footsteps grew louder. Finally we could hear the voices clearly.

"Are you sure you can do this?" a very familiar male voice said.

"Of course, all we have to do is tie those morons up and leave them in the watch room," another male voice said.

"Alice and Mark are taking care of it now."

We heard some more foot steps that sound like someone had ran in. "We checked the room and neither of them are there," a female voice said in a low but frantic tone.

I heard the clicking sound of a gun being pushed back after being refilled with bullets. "I guess we might have to take care of them, for good," a guy said in a way too happy voice.

"Over there, I think there's something behind the plant," I heard the lady say.

I prayed as I heard footsteps come toward our hiding spot.