The alarm goes off as you enter the Baxter building.

“Isn’t this a surprise?” You hear the building’s owner, Mister Fantastic, say as he descends from the staircase. Instead of walking down the stairs like a normal person, he stretches his legs down to the bottom, one at a time, like a freak.

“You’re not supposed to be here, though I’m guessing you already know that.” He puts his fists up, ready to fight.