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Another thought Brian had was if any of the files had any contact information on them. Maybe if they could find someone’s email or phone number or something, they could ask them what problems there might have been in the office that could lead to a haunting (or whatever this was, anyway). The problem with that was that he had to scrutinize random pieces of paperwork again, and he was already falling asleep at even the notion of that. Still, he did grab some at random and was about halfway through when Carmen’s yelp interrupted him. He looked up. He’d seen Carmen move towards the far door out of his peripheral vision while he was struggling with the paper, so he was surprised to see her so close to him now. It was like she had just gone through the near door back into the room, which seemed impossible. But his mind quickly rationalized it. “That was fast,” Brian said. “What’d you do, scamper around a hallway upstairs, get spooked, and bolt down the stairs at the other end?” “Huh? I- no? Yes? It's well uh, very scary but I- uhhh, eh?” Carmen looked down the hallway then back to the door they had come from, then to Brian, frantically pointing at the hallway and moving her finger in a circle. “It’s uhhhhh…” “Well, yeah, I could guess that,” Brian said. “You came in through that door again when you left through that door.” He mimicked Carmen’s circle gesture, narrating as his finger circumnavigated empty space. “You went out, went around, back down, and…?” Carmen just kept stuttering. “Eh? But, no I didn't… did I? Uhhhh…” and Brian ignored most of it. He was already moving across the room to the other door. Carmen’s babbling briefly flirted with coherence, “I uh, I just came through that door? From uh, here?” But Brian was still following his own train of thought. “I mean, I didn’t see any stairs on that side, but I guess that doesn’t mean there weren’t any.” Indeed, now that he was closer to the door, he could see through a small window where there was a bit of staircase just in view. “I could have just missed them. Yeah, there’s the stairs right there on this side, at least, so just wait there and -” And he stepped through the door and crashed right into Carmen, who had done exactly as he’d asked and not moved from her spot. Both of them tumbled to the ground. Brian groaned. This was his fault, really. He had completely ignored the supernatural just because there was nothing else in the room that had tripped anything. At the same time, it was also Carmen’s fault. “Well, why didn’t you say so?” he said as he pulled himself to his feet. “Alright.” He said it again. “Alright.” Brian massaged the back of his neck. “I mean, I guess that answers question one. I imagine we just gotta seal the room up. But then question two is how we do that and not be in the room when it’s sealed. Well, I guess question one really was ‘What the hell was that kid screaming about?’ but I’m sure that’s part of the answers to the other questions. Hey, hand me a flashlight, would you? Just in case something even worse happens.” He went back to the box in the center of the room and grabbed a handful of seals too. He said, “It’s just an Escape Room if you think about it,” and he said it for his own sake just as much as he did for Carmen’s.