Jumping into the room was a wise choice on your behalf. After all, you are no longer a child. Why should you be acting like one, by crawling through vents?

It's now that you realize that you haven't delivered the Johnsen Package and that you've lost your job no matter what you do. And yet you smile. Something evil has been inflicted into your veins. Perhaps you have been in this house too long.

Other forces could be at work, but you don't care. Taking a look at the room, you chuckle in amusement. It's an office or study chamber, that has been decorated well. Whoever lives at the house has good taste in room coordination, you say to yourself.

Looking at books and other shelf items, it seems to appear that the person living in the house has several diplomas. And yet the books are covered in dust, like the person didn't need them. It looked odd to you, causing you to want to snoop. Starting with the desk, you notice papers and a mini card box of numbers.

Check out the Papers

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