A rift takes you to a construction site, but since it's late at night, there are no workers on it at the moment. Walking up a hill, you come to a small town at the foot of a mountain. One of the houses is quarantined, put under large sheets. It might have something to do with the large spaceship parked at the tip of the hill. Walking down the road, you hear someone at the nearby playground.

Michael: Innocent whistling. "No plotting being done over here... No siree."

You can see what he's up to, or you can check out the rest of the town. There are various Halloween decorations and costumes around, which is ironic considering the other strange things happening nearby.