Lampert sat on the floor, his cord plugged into a random outlet. He dug his hands subconsciously into the carpet below him, thinking in almost complete silence other than the lights around him buzzing. He sorta wanted to get up and wander around but what hasn't he seen? It wouldn't exactly be too interesting.

Lampert was wallowing in his boredom until he saw the elevator descend from the ceiling, basically. What an anomaly. Who'd find him this time?