This. Was. Annoying. I don't think I've written such a dry chapter. I forgot how long this part of The Evil Within was and how it was mostly sneaking and killing enemies. So I'm apologizing in advance if this is a slow and boring chapter. I'm out of practice with writing horror. I think the last "horror" story I did was Lucid Dream: Until Dawn. Anyway, other than this chapter possibly being boring as watching paint dry – again, I apologize – it does set up what is to come.


I sat up in a cell. I was on the bed. Next to me was a desk and at the foot of the bed was a sink and toilet. I was in the safe haven.

My body moved against my will. I stood up and looked over at the desk. There was a newspaper laying on it. I reached over to pick up the paper. The hand that reached for it wasn't mine. It was too large – a man's hand. Now that I thought about it, I wasn't this tall. This wasn't me.

The newspaper was from the Krimson Post and it looked to have some dots of blood on it.

BODIES FOUND IN LAKESIDE TOWN.

CAUSE OF DEATH REMAINS A MYSTERY.

MORE THAN A DOZEN MUTILATED BODIES FOUND IN VILLAGE OF ELK RIVER. SEVERAL RESIDENTS UNACCOUNTED FOR.

I began to walk over to the metal door. There was a high-pitched ringing sound and the room pulsed. I froze and looked around.

Like my body, my mouth moved on its own. "Hello? Is someone there?" But it wasn't my voice. It was Sebastian's. I was in Sebastian's body!

I was seeing things in first person perspective from Sebastian's point of view.

Sebastian went to the door and looked through the barred window. There was another cell across the hall. The lighting made everything look grayed out and guessing the different colors was difficult. The walls appeared to be white from doorknob height and up, but the bottom color could have been dark green, maybe red, or even a slate blue. There were bugs running up the wall and a symbol painted on the wall next to the door. It looked like two obtuse angles overlapping each other to make a diamond with a vertical line dividing them down the middle. It looked like an eye and a cross, too. It certainly was creepy.

A woman appeared in a paper nurse's hat. She had on a cardigan over her white nurse's uniform. Her dark hair was pulled back and she had dark-framed glasses.

"Are we awake?" she asked. She opened the door.

"Is everyone else all right? The city?" Sebastian asked.

"Whatever are you talking about?" the nurse asked in monotone. "You're the only soul here, right now." She walked away.

Sebastian stepped out into the hallway. The bugs had disappeared, but the symbol was still there. At the dead end was an ornate mirror hanging above a table.

Sebastian followed the nurse into the reception area. She went behind the desk. There was a bulletin board on one wall next to a clock, a sitting area and a newspaper rack by the door Sebastian just came through, and a gramophone next to the sitting area.

"A hospital?" Sebastian asked.

"This place is necessary for you," said the nurse. "You're always welcome here."

"I've been hospitalized?" Sebastian asked.

"I'm afraid I cannot answer that," said the nurse. "Please sign in here. Without signing in, there is no way to ensure your future memories."

Sebastian picked up the pen and signed the log book.

The nurse walked back to the door behind her desk and pressed a button on the wall. "This way, please."

The barred door on the other side of the room opened. Sebastian walked through the door and passed a row of sinks.

"Smells like medicine," he commented.

Yeah, and disinfectant.

In the next room was an unassuming upholstered chair. There was an IV pole and bags next to it and some machinery off to the side. Surrounding the chair was an oval of drain grates that I could only imagine their purpose.

The nurse came in behind him. "You are all right. Please relax." She went over to the machinery. "Please have a seat."

Sebastian inspected the chair. Behind it was something laying on the floor. Sebastian reached down and picked it up. It was a part of a map.

"May I have that, please?" the nurse asked, holding out here hand. "She will need it for her project."

Who was "she"?

Sebastian handed the map fragment to the nurse before sitting down in the chair.

The restraints wrapped around his wrists, pinning him to the chair. The helmet came up from behind the chair and clamped down over Sebastian's head, blinding him.

"What the hell?" Sebastian shouted.

"You mustn't fight it," said the nurse. "This is for your own good."

"No! Stop!" Sebastian yelled.

There was a flash of light and a stabbing pain and then it was over.

"There now, you see?" asked the nurse. "All better."

The helmet came off, but the restraints remained.

"Lady, am I going crazy?" Sebastian asked.

Flames sprang up out of nowhere and engulfed everything.

"Now what makes you say that?" asked the nurse, her face on fire and her voice distorted.

The flames crept closer, setting Sebastian's clothes on fire. He screamed as he burned.

The high-pitched ringing drowned out Sebastian's screams.

"I'll be waiting," the nurse said.

I sat up quickly. I was sitting at a large table with papers spread across it. On one wall was a large map with only the edges, the center full of empty tile spaces. Another wall had a large bulletin board with papers already pinned to it.

The nurse walked in carrying a cup of coffee and a newspaper. Everything was in proper color now and I could see her cardigan was red.

"You look like you've been working hard," said the nurse in the same monotone voice. She put down the coffee and the newspaper. On top of the newspaper was the map fragment. "This will help you."

"I'm not sure how," I told her. I pulled the newspaper closer to me. It was the same one Sebastian picked up in his cell. "I don't know what I'm doing here."

"You don't remember? You don't remember your goal?" she asked.

"I didn't get one. All I got was the first alert and – and I didn't have time to check anything else," I realized. I took my phone out of my pocket. There was a second event.

LEARN THE SECRETS. SOLVE THE MYSTERIES. UNDERSTAND.

"But I know this story," I said. "Why would I need to learn the secrets and solve the mysteries? I already know them."

"Do you?" asked the nurse. She covered her nametag with her hand. "What is my name? My full name?"

I opened my mouth to answer, but realized that I didn't know it. I knew I should know it, it was in my subconscious somewhere, but I couldn't recall it.

She moved her hand to show her nametag. TATIANA GUITERREZ. "If you can't recall the little details, how can you be sure of the big things?"

How could I even be sure if I was keeping the story on track at all? Butterfly effect: if I changed something small in the story's main plot, I could end up throwing everything into chaos. And it was so much work to get a story back to where it was supposed to be when that happened.

"As for the last part, you'll have to figure that one out for yourself," added the nurse. "You have your work cut out for you. You'll have to search every nook and cranny to find all the clues. Granted, the detective will help you, but he'll be more focused on getting out. You'll need to keep a sharp eye."

I let out a bitter laugh. "You're telling me."

Some of those collectables were off the beaten path and in places you wouldn't think to look and if you missed them, you missed them. The Every Nook and Cranny achievement was tough, but not impossible. But with my memory unreliable, it might as well be. I was good, but I didn't think I would be able to remember the hiding places for all the keys, map fragments, and notes even with the locations video I watched before. In the only full Let's Play I watched, the player missed a lot of collectables in the beginning of the game and missed almost all the map fragments.

"This may be able to help you." The nurse took something out of her pocket. She placed it on the table. It was a digital watch with a black band.

I picked it up and tapped the button. The clock face lit up and I saw it was a smartwatch. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I took it out and found a message.

OBJECTIVE: PAIR PHONE WITH WATCH. OPEN COMPASS APP.

I took a moment to sync my phone to the watch. There were a couple apps that appeared on the watch's screen. One was a compass. I opened it up. The compass appeared, but it didn't point north. Instead it pointed to the map fragment and the newspaper next to me, the needle glowing white. I picked up both. The watch vibrated once and words appeared on the little screen.

MAP FRAGMENT 1/28.

NEWSPAPER 1/21.

So that was how I was going to be able to find all the collectables.

I looked back down at the compass and saw the needle was black. The needle must change colors in the proximity of collectables. I tapped the button to black out the screen.

My phone buzzed.

COLLECTABLES FOUND.

I swiped my finger over the screen. While the watch showed notifications, the phone gave me a more expansive list.

AUDIO TAPES 0/10.

DOCUMENTS 2/16.

KEYS 0/45.

MAP FRAGMENTS 1/28.

MISSING POSTERS 0/15.

NEWSPAPERS 1/21.

PERSONAL DOCUMENTS 0/16.

Two documents?

On the end of the table were the two documents Sebastian and I read in the hospital. It seemed I would be able to review the documents picked up throughout the game.

I put my phone away and strapped the watch on my wrist below my tattoos.

"Good luck on your investigation," said the nurse. She turned and walked out of the room. She paused. "You may want to put that map fragment in place. It will help keep your work space clear." She left.

I picked up the map fragment and tried to find where it went on the empty map. Instead, the fragment shot out of my hand and into place in the second to last spot on the bottom row. The map glowed brightly and everything went white.

I coughed, smoke in my lungs. I opened my eyes and saw the overturned ambulance ablaze. I was far enough away that I wouldn't get burned. Someone must have dragged me from the wreckage. The ambulance was pretty burned out meaning it had been on fire for a long time. I got up.

"Sebastian! Anybody! Hello!"

No answer. I didn't think I would get one.

I was alone in a forest at night in a horror video game with no weapon unless you count the Swiss army knife I had. I checked my watch. There was nothing on the compass app. I looked around for a path away from here, preferably the one Sebastian took.

"I think it's this way," I said, choosing the path to the side of the burning ambulance.

Thunder rumbled loudly.

I started jogging through the trees. The breeze picked up like there was a storm coming. There was a shift in the wind. I got a big whiff of rotting flesh.

"Yuck!" I covered my nose.

Lightning flashed followed by a loud crack of thunder. A bunch of crows started cawing, startled by the sound. I could hear them flapping their wings, but they were close to the ground, not in the trees. A second flash lit up the crows on the ground. They must have been feasting on the rotting flesh I smelled. I got closer and saw that it was a carcass. I wasn't sure what animal it was, but it was large.

Two loud pops made me jump. Gunshots!

"Sebastian."

I ran towards the sound. And almost ran off the side of a cliff.

"Whoa!" I caught myself. Some dirt went over the side.

Below me was a shack of some sort with a light inside.

I looked for a way down. The only way I saw was to climb down. I sat down and swung my feet over the side. I took a deep breath and pushed myself off the edge. The first part wasn't bad. I more or less hopped and skipped to a rock that stuck out. I paused for a split second and jumped. My foot hit loose gravel and I fell back. I slid on my back and my foot got caught on something. I pitched forward and was now falling head first to the bottom. I tucked and hit the ground shoulder first and rolled to my feet.

"Ugh, that hurt," I groaned, dusting myself off.

I carefully approached the shack. I didn't see any movement. Laying outside of the shack on the edge of the light was the body of the ambulance driver. His corpse was covered in lesions and boils. He had been shot in the head and chest. Those were the two gunshots I heard.

In the shack was the body of another man. The head had been ripped off and the face had been chewed off on one side. The light was coming from a lantern that was overturned next to the second body. I stepped over the bloody mess and went out the back.

The back led into a dark cave. I turned on the flashlight of my phone. I should have picked up the lantern, but I worried that it may be a detriment than a help. I needed something I could turn on and off quickly and hide on short notice.

The cave was empty. I did find the remains of a disarmed tripwire trap. Someone had been through here already. There was a loud clunk. I froze where I was. I didn't hear anything. I took another step and my foot wobbled. I looked down. I was standing on a couple of loose two by fours that spanned a small gap.

"Not even in the thick of things and I'm already jumpy," I whispered to myself.

I walked out the other side of the cave. There was a path ahead and a fence line. A wagon was sitting off to the side. I walked the path along the fence line. There was a shed with a lantern hanging from the porch. The door had blood smeared on it in the shape of a lighthouse with two beams of light shining out of either side. It was the logo of Beacon Mental Hospital. I remembered seeing the logo briefly on Leslie's shirt.

I opened the door. A single lightbulb lit the shed. A couple saws were hanging from the wall and the worktable was bare. On one wall looking completely out of place was an ornate mirror.

The mirror cracked and a piece fell on the floor. A bright light erupted from the broken space and there was a high-pitched ringing. Classical music began to play from the mirror. "Clair de Lune" if I wasn't mistaken. I squinted against the light. More of the mirror broke and the ringing intensified. I felt like I was being pulled.

The light and noise faded and I was standing in the doorway to the reception area. The nurse was nowhere in sight.

I wasn't sure why I was back here so soon, but I knew there were collectables I needed to get. There was almost always a newspaper to pick up and usually a missing person poster pinned to the bulletin board. I first went to the newspaper rack and picked up the newspaper from it. Then I walked over to the bulletin board and took down the missing person poster.

"Welcome back."

I yelped and spun around. The nurse was standing behind the counter.

"Remember to sign the log," she said. "You may need to remember when you were here last."

I went over to the counter and signed my name in the log book.

"Feel free to use the other door to get back to the archive room," the nurse told me.

The barred door to the upgrade room was already open, but another door squeaked open. In other words she meant don't be walking behind her desk and disturbing her every time I need back there.

I walked back like I was going to the upgrade room and saw another door open to my left. I went passed the door that led behind the reception desk and kept going, passing a metal shelving unit and a desk and computer before taking the right into the archive room.

I put the two collectables down on the table. I read the newspaper first. Like the first one, it had blood splattered on it.

SERIAL KILLER AT LARGE.

VICTIMS HAD SURGERY PERFORMED ON THEM.

POLICE BELIEVE SLAYINGS THE WORK OF A SERIAL KILLER. MISSING PERSONS IN SEVERAL LOCAL COMMUNITIES.

I then went to the missing person poster.

MISSING: LESLIE WITHERS.

PSYCHIATRIC PATIENT LESLIE WITHERS DISAPPEARED FROM A LOCKED ROOM AT BEACON MENTAL HOSPITAL.

Not much to go on, but then again this just started. I'd be able to figure it out when I found more clues.

I made separate piles for the newspapers, the missing posters, and the documents. There were some empty file folders on the table. I decided it would be better to slip everything into folders. As I was organizing, I noticed a lined page with a handwritten note.

NOVEMBER 2004

FINALLY GOT MY GOLD BADGE. DETECTIVE SEBASTIAN CASTELLANOS: I LIKE THE SOUND OF THAT. SEEMS A LONG TIME COMING, BUT THEY SAY THAT I'M ONE OF THE FASTEST EVER TO RISE THROUGH THE RANKS. CAN'T WAIT TO GET STARTED. I KNOW THAT I CAN DO MORE GOOD AS A DETECTIVE THAN I EVER COULD AS A BEAT COP. PLUS I DON'T HAVE TO WEAR THAT DAMNED UNIFORM ANYMORE. THE PAY BUMP DOESN'T HURT EITHER . . . KCPD NEEDS ALL THE HELP THEY CAN GET. THERE'S A SEEMINGLY DISPROPORTIONATE AMOUNT OF CRIME THESE DAYS. KRIMSON CITY IS MY HOME, AND IT'S MY JOB TO PROTECT IT.

I found another file folder and put Sebastian's journal page in it.

Okay, on to the next part. I went looking for a mirror to look through and go back to the shed. I walked out to the row of sinks. The mirror above them was whole. I waited for it to crack and break, but nothing happened. I frowned. Was there something else I was supposed to do? Maybe I couldn't use the sink mirror.

"Whatever is the matter?"

I turned to see the nurse standing in the doorway to the reception area.

"Nothing," I lied.

The nurse hummed and approached the sinks. She looked into the mirror and fixed her hair.

"You know, sometimes you should pause and take time to look at yourself," she said. "Otherwise there may come the day when you look and don't recognized the person in the mirror."

She walked back to the reception desk, humming a tune.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked. I turned back to the mirror and looked at my reflection.

Pale skin, soft jawline, nice cheekbones, thin black brows, light blue eyes, straight nose, red lips: all around a beautiful face at first glance. My knit hat was gray like the rest of my clothes and my hair was tucked up underneath. I pulled my hat off, curious about how my hair looked. It was black and short, not super short, but wasn't long enough to pull back into a single ponytail. A few strands fell in my face and I swept them aside. It was a familiar face, but not as my own.

The mirror cracked and I was pulled back into the shed.

"Okay, that was weird," I said.

I needed to get caught up with Sebastian.

I left the shed and continued up the path. It led to another shed, a single lightbulb lighting up the front. Outside of the door was another corpse. It had spikes stuck in its face, a bloody bandage over its eyes. It also had open wounds on its body and a hole in its head like something had stabbed it in the brain.

I opened the door to the shed. There was nothing inside but a gaping window. The path continued on, lanterns lighting the way. I jumped out the window.

A bright light passed over the treetops. Something about the light made me nervous. I didn't want it shining on me.

I ran up the rest of the path. A fire was built up against some large rocks next to a low stone wall. An iron gate was the only way forward. Sitting on the low stone wall was a small statue of a woman in a draped dress, hair pulled back, and one hand lifted so the fabric laid across her wrist. It look vaguely Greek; Roman would be more intricate, I think. Not that that mattered, I needed what was inside it: the locker key.

My watch vibrated. The screen lit up very dimly, just enough for me to notice. I swiped my finger across the screen and saw the white compass needle pointing at the statue, confirming it was a collectable.

I picked up the statue from the wall and gave it a little shake. The key inside rattled around. Now how to get the key out? I didn't want to just smash the statue. The noise could give me away. I turned it over, trying to find a seam or something I could pry the key out of it. No such luck.

"Please be no one around," I whispered.

I smashed the statue on the stone wall. It shattered and out fell an old iron key. I picked it up and looked around for anyone who might be coming to investigate the sound. Nothing. I put the key in my bag.

My watch vibrated again.

KEYS 1/45.

I looked beyond the stone wall and saw the light sweeping back around. I ducked down and waited for it to pass. When it did, I stood up and looked for the source. On the other side of the wall was a steep drop-off into a mist covered lake. On the opposite shore on a cliff was a lighthouse. Just looking at the light felt like it was pulling at me. I turned away.

The iron gates were already ajar. I took a deep breath and pushed them open.

On the other side was a village. It didn't appear to be very modern. The houses were made of stone block, brick, and wood. Small fires, torches, and lanterns lit the way along the dirt paths.

I checked my watch as I walked up the path. It didn't turn on, so there wasn't a collectable nearby. I glanced up and noticed two bodies outside of a house. Both of them had been shot in the head. They also had barbed wire running throughout them. It wasn't simply looped around, but threaded through the torsos and head. It looked like the faces had been ripped open by the barbed wire, but it was difficult to tell because of the gunshot wounds.

A white mist formed in the doorway of the house. It took the shape of a frail man shuffling about and panting.

"Hey!"

I spun around and saw the white spectral form of Sebastian.

"Are you guys from around here?" Sebastian asked. "I don't know where. . ."

The man ignored him. "Can't go on. . ." he whispered.

The light came around and shined on both of them. Barbed wire sprouted up from the ground and started wrapping around the old man's legs. It forced its way through his body before coming out his mouth. He moaned and turned to Sebastian, eyes glowing. Another body that had been laying on the ground stood up, the face broken apart, but the eyes glowing. Both these twisted creatures, these Haunted, turned to Sebastian.

The specters disappeared.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the real light coming back.

"Crap!"

I dashed for the side of the house to take cover. I only just managed to get into the shadow of the house as the light passed over.

"I need to be more alert," I said to myself with a sigh.

I looked over at the fire in front of the house and noticed something next to it. It looked like a note. I checked my watch, but it wasn't detecting a collectable. I left cover and picked it up.

WHEN DID THEY PUT A LIGHTHOUSE ON THE LAKE? HAS IT ALWAYS BEEN THERE? THAT CIRCLING LIGHT PASSES OVER ME, PASSES THROUGH ME . . . I FEEL LIKE IT TAKES SOMETHING AWAY FROM ME EACH TIME. I CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT IT WAS, THOUGH.

This seemed important, so why didn't my watch detect it?

I put the note in my bag with the key. I would figure it out later.

The screen on my watch started to glow and the compass needle turned. Guess it was time to explore the village. I waited for the light to circle around before running away from the house.

The different houses were separated by fences and made the dirt paths easy to follow. There were a lot of corpses, mutilated with barbed wire, metal rods, and nails. Some had bullet wounds or were stabbed through the head with a knife. I followed the compass to a house at the edge of the village. Pacing in front of it was a Haunted with several metal rods sticking out of its head and body carrying a torch.

I checked my watch again. The compass continued to point at the house.

I needed to get passed this guy, but how? I had a Swiss army knife with a small blade. That wasn't going to work at all. Maybe there was something laying around I could use.

I looked around for something sharp or something I could use as a bludgeon. All I found was a bottle. I picked it up and looked it over. I could use it to distract the guy and get in the house, but I didn't know how I was going to get out.

I crept up closer to the house, hiding in the shadows. I waited for the Haunted to turn around. I chucked the bottle in a high arc. The sound of breaking glass lured the Haunted away. I sprinted up to the door and ducked inside.

The inside of the house was pitch black. I used my phone's flashlight to illuminate the room. The furniture was overturned and shoved around. There was a sofa to my left and there was something laying on the cushion. It was a map fragment.

MAP FRAGMENT 2/28.

I put the map fragment with the key.

The compass continued to point to something in the house. I went back through the hallway and found a boarded up doorway. The compass pointed inside. I put down my phone and started pulling at the boards. They were rotten enough that they came away easily. I retrieved my phone and went into the room. There was a small box sitting on a small table. I opened it up and found another locker key. I took it out of the box.

A moan came from over my shoulder. I turned around and saw a pair of glowing eyes staring at me. The Haunted let out a raspy shout and lunged for me. I ran out of the room and turned down the hallway heading for the back of the house.

I saw the tripwire with only a split second to spare. I dove over it and tumbled across the floor. I scrambled on all fours trying to get away from the trap. The Haunted ran into the trap. The resulting explosion launched me the rest of the way down the hallway. I lay on the floor, my ears ringing.

I rolled over, dust and splinters falling from my clothes. "Ow." I clutched at my head. I checked my hand. I wasn't bleeding, but I was deafened.

My phone was next to me, the flashlight still on. I picked it up and looked back. What was left of the Haunted was strewn about along with two unused bullets and the key that I dropped in the explosion. I retrieved the key and put it in my bag and put the bullets in a different pouch.

I stumbled into another room. I went to the window and saw the other Haunted still patrolling the yard. It was oblivious to the explosion that just happened. I waited until its back was turned before hopping out the window and running for cover.

I was still mostly deaf as I hurried away from the house and the Haunted. I found more bodies, but no other Haunted walking around. Sebastian was already through this part of the village.

On the other side of the village was a large gate made from logs and used a hand crank to open it. I took hold of the crank's handle and started to turn. It turned hard as it began to lift the heavy gate. If it wasn't for the lever keeping the gears from turning back on me, I wouldn't have gotten it.

When the gate was high enough that I could walk under, I went through. The heavy gate slammed down behind me.

To my left was a cabin. I checked my watch and saw that the compass was pointing at it. After the last house I went into, I made sure to keep an eye open for traps and Haunted. The door was already open and I went right in. On the table was a strange, double needle syringe. I didn't know they made such a thing. It looked like it was right out of a sci-fi movie of some sort. Then again, think about where I was at the moment. I wasn't sure if I would need it, but I put it in my bag. Turning, I saw a map fragment on the chair. I collected it and walked out of the cabin.

I got back on the path. I didn't get very far before I saw torches coming towards me. A horde of shuffling and moaning Haunted were coming in my direction, but they hadn't seen me. I ran behind a thick tree and waited. One walked by and didn't see me, and then another.

I must have made a noise then because it whipped around to me and charged. I ran away, catching the attention off all the other Haunted. I couldn't go back because the gate was shut. The only way out was through them. I dodged around them, sprinting full out. The path led to a stone bridge. Another gate closed off the other side. I looked over my shoulder. The horde of Haunted was right behind me. I didn't have time to get the gate open. I did the only other thing I could do. I jumped off the side of the bridge.

Below me was the dark water of the lake. As I fell through the air, a thought suddenly occurred to me. I didn't know if I would be able to swim to safety. I could swim enough to save my life when I was awake, but that wasn't with shoes and a bag on. It was too late now. I had to believe my choice would get me to safety.

The world warped. One second I was falling into the lake and then the next I was landing on a wooden floor. I fell on my face, knocking the wind out of me. I turned back and saw a stone wall. No Haunted, no bridge, no lake.

I was on a covered porch in another old village. It had buildings of wood and stone, but it wasn't the same as the village I just came from. This one had more buildings, houses with multiple floors. It was more of a town than a village.

I got up. There was music playing from inside the house. "Clair de Lune". I opened the front door. The music got louder. There was a door in the foyer with the Beacon logo painted on it. I ran over to it and went into the room. It was a bathroom going by the tub in the room. The ornate mirror on the wall cracked and glowed. Bugs scattered all over the walls and the floor. I took a stepped back, startled by the sudden swarm. I kicked something on the floor. It was a map fragment.

"Just give me time to breathe," I grumbled, picking up the fragment.

I kept going forward and let the mirror pull me in.


Chapter 2 CLEAR!

Glad that's over. I already started on the next chapter and I'm already pleased with how it's turning out. I don't want to put a date on when it's going to be out, but it shouldn't be very long.