AMM02

[BRANCH] LONG ISLAND

[SERVER] EMPLOYEE NO. 62

[DATE] 6/22/22

[INDEX ID] AMM02

[SECURITY] DINER

Well, we returned to Magdalena’s apartment, and she still wasn’t home, and our note seemed entirely untouched. Bummer. I’m starting to get the feeling that something’s up. Especially this close to the day of the gate breaking whatever and with this many Langleys found and accounted for. While we could easily say that Magdalena is missing now… there is one piece of evidence that maybe says otherwise. Me and No. 53 could see something or someone’s shadow moving around in Magdalena’s apartment.

Maybe she has a cat, a dog, a lizard, or something. Maybe it was a trick of the light? Hopefully, it was Magdalena herself walking around. Of course, then why would she be ignoring us? I suppose word must have reached her by now that all the Langleys are gathering together to help get their dad back to his rest home. Maybe she thinks we’re not the good guys? Well… are we the good guys? I used to think so, but I’m not so sure these days. For every good deed, we seem to do an equal or worse amount of bad deeds.

Eh, it’s not my place to worry about our cosmic karma. If not Magdalena, the point is that someone or something is in her apartment. I think we need to dip into our morally questionable skill set and just break in at this point. I’ll wait for the go-ahead from No. 3, but I know she loves this petty crime stuff, so I assume we’ll be back tomorrow with a lock picking kit. Or a battering ram. Or something like that. We should probably also have Abner tag along so he can assure her that we aren’t just weirdos breaking into her apartment. To be fair, we kind of are. But we’re well-meaning weirdos, at least.

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