He locks the door and takes pictures of the room before sitting in front of the computer. He is greeted by an ancient operating system with a wallpaper of a rolling hill. "Windows X.P., that's really old. Let's see what they have in here…" he thought. He goes to the file explorer and looks under the documents category. Several files listed were, "members", "inventory", and "commands".

He opens "commands" and finds documents listed in ascending date order. He looks through all of them, each one more disturbing than the last. He then finds the document dated and titled "5/7/16" and opens it. "*MUMBLING*… steal keys, kill if necessary…" he read. He takes out his phone with a cord attached to it and inserts the U.S.B. end to the ancient C.P.U., copying the document into his phone.

He unlocks the door and finds Bill behind it with a lock picking kit. "Oh hey, did you find anything?" Bill asked. "Yes, I found a message from their higher-ups to kill the engineer. They needed some key of sorts." Mask explained. "I found socks. Also some burnt dead bodies, several high end computers with hacking programs, and a police radio. No biggie." Bill said. "We need to gather the police here." Mask suggested.

"I've been itching for a raid. Playing New Vegas has been fun but I liked using real guns." Bill commented. They sneak back to the ladder, once again avoiding the cultists. As Bill climbs, a chunk of the ceiling falls off and hits his head. "Ow!" he yelled in pain. "Quiet, you'll alert them." Mask warned as he poked his head upside-down from the surface.

Bill scrambles up the ladder and closes the hatch. They run back to the motorcycle and drive away off. They reach the station where Bill is stationed. They run inside for Bill to purposefully crash into Detective Garrison as he entered an elevator. "Breacher, what in Oblivion is wrong with you other than your countless violations?!" Detective Garrison scolded.

"We found 'em! We found the cult!" Bill answered as Mask entered the elevator before the door closes. "Wait, what?" Detective Garrison said in confusion. "We managed to find a temple of the Cult of Sybandis. They're located underneath Jane's Carousel in Jodebrook Bridge Park. We found evidence that they were behind several assassinations since the last turn of the century." Mask explained. "I find that very hard to believe. Then again, I am working with Bill the Breacher; the scourge of thugs and lollygaggers in this side of Masser." Detective Garrick said first in doubt before he accepts their story. "Say, is this elevator even going up?" Bill wondered.

The doors open to reveal the officers staring at them, most notably a young Nord man with long, neatly-combed, long hair, wearing a light blue short-sleeved dress shirt and black pants, and carrying a box of files. "Afternoon… Kjeld, was it?" Detective Garrison greeted awkwardly. "Kjeld Card-Juggler, that's my name. Are you going up?"Kjeld wondered. "Yeah. Fourth floor." Bill answered. Kjeld enters the elevator and presses the "4" button, closing the doors and ascending. They stand silently as Mask looks at Kjeld.

"Nice helmet. Is that a replica?" Kjeld wondered. "A faithful one at that." Mask answered. "Ever play Vosh Lake? The one with the sticks and the rink? I got a few vosh masks at home." Kjeld asked. "I don't play sports, unless you count archery." Mask answered. "I hate to tell you this, but it's the Fifth Era." Kjeld joked.

"I'm seven-hundred-and-two years old. I can play whatever old-timey I damn please." Mask hissed back. "Kjeld, can you shut up for once?" Detective Garrison scolded Kjeld. They arrive on the fourth floor where several detectives are working at their desks and officers escorting criminals to the holding cell and other miscellaneous work. "Hey cap'n!" Bill yelled at the top of his lungs, garnering the attentions of absolutely everyone in the room. "What is it now, Breacher?" a Moon Elf woman in a white police uniform approached the elevator as Bill, Mask, Kjeld, and Detective Garrick step out.

"I'm gonna go to the file room." Kjeld said as he walked away to avoid being caught between Bill and the captain's wrath. "The case with the ambassador, I know where and who the killer is." Bill informed the captain. "You mean Sybandis? I'm not gonna lie, your explanations are ludicrous but right." the captain admitted. "Also, who's this?" she asked Bill, looking at Mask. "My newest companion–I mean lead. He was the bodyguard of the victim." Bill explained.

"Come into my office. The elevator is no place to discuss this. You too, Garrison." the captain demanded as she crossed her arms. They walk to the captain's office at the end of the room. It was small, consisting of simply her desk with a nameplate "Capt. Erin Sardro", a shelf of books and awards behind it, a lounge opposite the desk, and a flag pole with a flag depicting Masser and Secunda over a blue background. "Helmet guy, sit here. Garrison, sit back on the couch." Captain Sardro instructed Mask and Garrison.

Bill and Mask sat down on two chairs in front of the captain. Mask presents his phone's camera roll as Bill does his. Captain Sardro picks up Mask's phone and looks at it with a confused look as she pulled down the keypad. "Is this a smartphone with a keypad?" she asked Mask. "It's Akaviri." Mask replied.

She looks through the photos of the temple, looking surprised and scared at the sight of certain images. "There are some documents in there. Gimme a sec." Mask said as he retrieved his phone and opened a file in it before presenting it to the captain who reads through it. "Detective Garrison, Breacher, you have my permission to assemble a raid for tonight. Avoid using the police radio." Captain Sardro instructed. "Yes, captain." they acknowledged. From behind a trashcan hid a small microphone spying on the conversation.

To be continued…