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"Okay so ..." The familiar Osakan detective is holding a portable EMF meter up to the walls of the mansion. "Energy readings are off the scale. I don't even know what half those lights mean ... and the K-2 meter is going nuts. Which means ..." Heiji sighs, ignoring the beeping of the K-2 meter as he reasons aloud. "Either the fall really messed up my equipment, this place is a hive of supernatural activity or I've somehow stumbled into a multi-versal vortex." He grinned, tugging his cap down -- decorated not with the Sox insignia but the T.A.P.S logo instead. "Two out of three of those options are cool at least."
And now that he's settled that, Heiji looks around for further proof.
And now that he's settled that, Heiji looks around for further proof.