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"So what are we actually looking for?" 

Caleb asked. 

"I'm not sure. The note said something about spike, a point maybe? And a puzzle, but we've been through this place top to bottom there's no puzzle, there's nothing here." 

"Ow." 

The two of them turned around to see Sasha holding her arm. 

"What's wrong?" Lennox asked. 

"She's fine, she just got scraped by the thorn." Skye assured. 

"How do you know if I'm fine?" Sasha scowled. 

Skye turned to her, an impatient expression on her face. "Aren't you?" 

Sasha stuttered slightly before sighing and rubbing her arm. 

"It hurt, these things are sharp." 

"Would you be careful please? Come on. The sooner we finish here the sooner we can leave." Caleb said with haste. 

He turned back to Lennox, who looked Sasha up and down. She seemed fine as she continued walking through the hallway with Skye, so Lennox turned to lead the way to the living room.  Much to the group's dismay, the five minutes they had allocated to their visit turned into an ill-spent half an hour searching for anything relating to the note, but after turning up nothing they decided to call it a night. Skye spent the drive home sternly expressing her desire for some real sleep, a notion everyone agreed to, but Lennox was far from restless. They all went to sleep when they got back to the apartment, apart from Lennox who had been suffering from what she refused to admit was insomnia. Since receiving the puzzling note, she'd felt like it was her responsibility to solve it like she had the others, so by the time the sun started rising she was still awake, doing research. Caleb woke up around 7, and when he came into the living room he saw Lennox head deep in her laptop and stopped in the doorway.

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