'Why is he showing me all of this? I live here too. I know more than him since I've spent more time outside his office than he has. Sure, I may not know the extent of it all. I don't need to, so why?' Adrian thought to himself as Gabriel went over to the portrait of Emilie Agreste. Adrian just couldn't understand how all this was happening. 'It was nonsense, a weird dream that I came up with after hearing the crazy statement that father presented to me, before going to bed so that I don't drive myself insane.' He thought to himself. 'Well, that didn't work because now I feel even more insane. No, this is defiantly real'.

Gabriel punched the code into the portrait and brought his son closer to him as the floor slowly descended into a tunnel-like contraption that shook them to the side and sent them up to the attic. It was all going so fast that Adrian couldn't figure out where he was going at first. This sort of thing isn't natural, parents aren't supposed to have secret rooms in their house, and parents shouldn't be supervillains. This shouldn't be happening, but it is.

Butterflies danced around them, full of light, the only light within the room. 'This is Hawkmoth's lair.' "This is where it all happens. This is where I observe all of Paris. This is where I am going to bring your mother back. I would like you to be here with me when I do. It will be me, you and your mother back together again like nothing bad ever happened." He expressed longingly, watching the area he knew to be a closed window that he used to send off his akumas.

Adrian glanced over to his father's face, longingly looking into the distance, 'He's gone insane. He's finally lost it.' he sadly thought to himself as thousands of white butterflies danced in the darkness of the attic-like room, butterflies that Hawkmoth would use to turn into akumas to akumatise the citizens of Paris. Adrian now couldn't deny it. This was defiantly Hawkmoth's lair. This lair belonged to his father. Hawkmoth.

"There is one more thing I would like to show you, Adrian." His father commented into the silence that was forming. Adrian followed his father to the area they had just emerged from, as another code was punched into the wall. They were sucked back through the floor and shook to the side, sent to the next place in their tour.

Adrian couldn't tell which way they were going at first. His feet said they were going up. The pulling pressure in his brain said they were going down. When lights started to appear, he realised they were descending into a basement-like bunker, with something bright at the back that he couldn't quite distinguish.