"There's something rather amiss up here, too," Shaw calls in response. Trevor swings in vain at the flying jellyfish, and, in a moment, they all fly in unison away from the top of the stairs. Jellies detach from the corpse of Jeremy. Inside the bedroom, where Miller and Shaw stand, the lamprey-like monsters do likewise. Countless flying monsters of all shapes and sizes fill the air in front of the study door, and the small urchin-like creatures scuttle rapidly across the floor. There by the study, they all become oddly elongated, as if being pulled through an immense vacuum. Then, they are gone.
"Quite right, Mr. Shaw," says another, unknown voice. "Something is, indeed, amiss." A middle-aged gentleman walks out of the study - he wasn't there a moment before. "But forgive my rudeness, gentlemen. My name is Thomas Pellgraine." In the bedroom, Arthur begins to scream.