Micheal is swaying in the office chair as he taps his foot on the floor out of boredom and built up anxiety as he flips through the camera system eagerly. Little does he know, even with his frantic search for you, he doesn't know the blind spots of the cameras and you are closing on him. Crawling through a vent you are now in the office, towering over your own son who is unaware that you are right behind him.

"God damn it, where is he?"

Micheal mutters out in a frustrated tone.