I sighed when I woke up. Leaning against one of the walls of my room while sitting on the floor arms crossed, this honestly felt better than sleeping on the bed... I'm not sure if that's a good thing. Not that the bed wasn't comfortable, it just didn't feel right to me, I simply used it because it was already there, and it would be a waste otherwise.

But the last day removed that impulse and I decided to lean against a wall and just relax, turns out that felt better than expected.

Slowly getting up and stretching my back, I started to put on the E.G.O gear. I didn't bother much with the scar Malkuth left on my stomach, the regenerators are amazing, but that one was open for quite a while before it got treated.

I left my room and... well to be honest, I didn't feel like cooking today, may as well get familiar with Safety. Angela mentioned that the Manager would most likely throw my sorry ass there.

Walking through the hallways of the facility when work had yet to start made me notice just how constantly the clerks must clean the damn place, the blood and gore nowhere to be seen.

Feeling a bit bored, I closed my eyes and let my... Empathic Sense... yeah that, move me through the hallways. It wasn't like I could see the area around me and more like I could follow the trails left by others, lingering emotions if you will. Grudges, general animosity, resignation, etc.

None of the emotions were good, most of them felt negative really, guess the clerks just have it that hard. Can't say that agents have it any better but at least we get a fighting chance, the clerks? They get a gun... a normal, very much pathetic gun. I didn't need to be a genius to know what it's true purpose is.

This is... honestly relaxing, just letting that 6th sense of mine flow naturally was quite the nice feeling. If the surrounding emotions weren't so negative, this could even be called enjoyable.

...?

I opened my eyes and glanced at the elevator towards Safety curiously. Most agents and clerks should be in the cafeteria by now, yet I could feel someone's emotions in that part of the facility. Surprisingly enough, it could be Netzach... although this one feels too positive to be him, sure he only told me I shouldn't be here and that shouldn't be enough to judge him, but he kinda felt... depressed.

This one felt... driven, resolute and a bit weary. Feeling a bit curious, I walked to the elevator and started it, I took note that the elevators are... weirdly silent.

Once the door opened, I walked through the green hallways of Safety. The person seems to be... in the Main Room, I took note that the sound of the elevator's door opening got them panicked, and I narrowed my eyes. Abnormalities, as far as I know, don't act up outside work hours thanks to something called 'Qliphoth Deterrence'. So why would whoever is in there start to panic?

Unless... they don't want to be seen.

I glanced upwards when I felt them getting closer to the door at the end of the hallway. Seeing a couple of tubes on the roof, I jumped high towards the door and grabbed from them while swinging my leg upwards to not be seen. The door opened, and I glanced down... a clerk with white hair and green eyes.

That's... unexpected, clerks don't like being alone while being close to the corridors containing Abnormalities, yet this one didn't seem to mind at all. I noticed a small black duffle bag hanging on one of his shoulders, and it had a bulge below it, meaning that whatever he was carrying inside wasn't light.

He seemed careful, glanced around the hallway, and thankfully he didn't look above. He went inside again and before the door closed I let myself fall, two bundles of butterflies flying under my feet and I flew above the floor to avoid being noticed. He was looking away, so I flew upwards and outside from his view, he sure as hell doesn't expect someone flying over him.

He pulled out a small metal box and a pair of headphones with a small mic on them. Fumbling with the machine for a while and nodding to himself, he glanced at the camera that was... acting weirdly. It went around as if it was working, but the clerk below me seemed unbothered by the action, did he do something to it?

"Is anyone there? Can you hear me? I repeat, is anyone there?" His voice is soft, I was kind of surprised by how... calming he sounded, but I kept an ear open just in case.

But what I heard next... well, I had to force myself from not going down there and forcing the answers out of him.

"You can call me 'B'. I am... an insider, someone who knows a lot about the company." He talked like a person in the know, yet he was being careful with what he said. Who is he talking to?

He seemed to take a deep breath before steeling himself, "Please understand, I can't reveal my identity, not without endangering both of us. I'm here to tell you three truths the company is trying to keep from you in the following days." Three truths? Ominous.

I ignored a few of his next words, since they really only made me both weary and curious of him. What did catch my attention was the confirmation of who he was talking to.

"I can't judge if you are telling me the truth, but I would like if you kept something in mind. You are the Manager, yet you don't know anything about the company, would you say I'm wrong?" He spoke gravely, and my eyes widened, he knows the Manager? What does he want to tell the Manager? The company is keeping things even from him?

What are those three truths this 'B' speaks about?

Suddenly, 'B' had a funny reaction. He flinched back slightly with wide eyes before he shook it off, "... Each time we speak must be as brief as possible, so I'll end the call here. Prolonged communication in this facility is dangerous." I noticed the brief pause at the start... pretty sure the Manager surprised him in some way.

'B' sighed and turned off his... communications machine? Taking the headphones off and putting it all back into the duffle bag and getting a small controller from it. He moved towards the door and pointed it at the camera, pressing a button, and said camera acted normally again.

While he did that, I kept myself just above his head to avoid being caught by his peripheral vision. Once he had left the Main Room, I waited while closing my eyes, keeping his emotions in my radar and waiting until he started to move upwards.

Once that happened, it was my signal that he took the elevator, and I slowly let my butterflies lower me back to the floor. I scrunched my nose and huffed after a second.

I was... very frustrated from the lack of information, something I couldn't suppress fully. I thought about bringing this up with the others, but I pushed that thought aside. Wasn't stupid enough to believe Malkuth told me everything about the Manager, she told me he was really important, and that's it.

For some reason, she didn't elaborate further. For a while I thought she didn't know, but the overall feeling she directed towards the Manager wasn't anger like I do, but pity.

I... didn't like to admit it, but Malkuth kept the information to herself for a reason, but now I had a chance to find out what's happening.

Fight for what makes you happy.

I huffed... well, I have to start somewhere. This would shed some light on the plan what this facility is used for, maybe even find the identity of the Manager.

But for now... I should go get breakfast, before the others start wondering where I am.