Urgent Report: Request Instructions
William and I returned to The Curators’ hide out. When the coast was clear we broke in and scoped the place out. Most of it seemed to be books and some tribal art and statues. One of their floors was filled with workstations and safes that seemed to be filled with gems and rocks. The real interesting seemed to be the basement. As William and I continued to sweep the building my headache was getting worse. When we entered the basement I blacked out from the pain. However, I do remember that there was a vault and the door was covered in strange glyphs.
I came to outside the building and managed to convince William that I was fine, just had a bit of a flu. When we met up with the others I discovered that they’d made some progress on the political front. It seems one of the current mayor’s aides had noticed lost time and missing documents and blabbed to Piotr Novak and Philippe Leger.
I think they are starting to suspect something is up with me. How should I proceed?