Hal was looking to be disappointed and angry... until she said the last part.

Levi perked up upon hearing it, too.

"Oh???" he asked.

"What is it, what is it?" he asked her.

"Calm." Hal said to Levi, before clearing his throat.

"What's the idea, Angela?" he inquired.

Hal paused for a moment, thinking about it.

"That... well, that DOES make sense." he admitted.

"Certainly can't hurt to have him take a look at this." he said further.

"Icesska?" Levi asked. "Oh! The interdimensional traveler from... really far away?" he asked further.

"Ah, yes. My apologies, I forget that, as good as word-of-mouth in the Unit is, it's not perfect." Hal apologised to him. "But yes, Icesska IS the traveler. Ciroc is his first name." he said.

"All right." Levi responded with a small nod.

"Also... Ally might want to be kept under close watch." he said to Angela.

"Yes. For the same reasons as Aedan and Ty." Hal agreed with a heavy sigh. "Lest she do something... drastically regretful."

Hal thought for a moment about that.

"I'll delegate that task to you." he told her.

"I need to log this incident and make sure it's compiled with the others." he sighed.

"Others? Like Ty and Aedan?" Levi asked.

"And a few others." Hal responded.

"If you have anyone you think would be good for talking to Icesska, send them." he then told Angela. "Otherwise, I'll do it when I finish the report."

Levi was silent for a moment, before nodding.

"Sure." he said. "Maybe I can talk some sense into her." he mumbled.

"I get the feeling that she'll be more reasonable when she wakes up." Hal told him.

"Really?" Levi asked.

"Whenever the victims of this phenomenon experience sudden physical trauma, such as Cain tackling Aedan to the floor, or Mira smacking Agent King upside the head, they seem to experience some clarity. Hence why Agent King and Aedan willingly put themselves under the lockdowns they're under." Hal explained.

"Oh!" Levi responded.

"So when she comes to, there's a very good chance she'll have enough clarity to be herself for a bit." Hal finished.

There was a moment of silence, before she heard him.

"Yes!" she heard.

"Coming!" he said further.

After another few seconds, she heard the clicking of the door, and it opened.

"Come on in." he told her, his voice a little sad, mostly because he didn't like how she had been put under such lockdown, even if it was of her own volition.

"Nice to see you out and about." he commented.

Ciroc paused for a moment and thought about it.

"No." he said.

"I mean, all the incidents are so different." he told her. "From what I've heard, anyway." he said further. "Seems the only common thread is... that.. they..." he continued, before trailing off and seeming to drift into his own thoughts.

"Wait a moment..." he said.

"With all the incidents... the net end was the person attempting something that would result in their death, right?" he asked her.

"No matter how permanent it might have been... as odd as that was for me to say... or no matter if it seemed deliberate... the result would have been an end to their lives, right?"

Ciroc didn't say anything for a moment, but Aedan could tell he was thinking hard about something.

And that he was NOT liking the conclusions he was coming to.

"And... the demons of this world cannot identify them. At all?" he asked her.

"That is correct, yes." Aedan confirmed.

"Then... then I might know of what is doing this." Ciroc told her. "However, before I reveal anything, I wish to test something." he then said to her.

"If this works, you should return to normal. If not, then you won't be harmed by it, since you possess no active mana." he told her. "Is that all right?" he asked.

Ciroc nodded in response.

He then took a step back... and removed his bracelet.

As soon as he did, she could feel the overwhelming presence of his magic/mana... and she also felt like... something was in pain. She didn't feel like SHE was in pain, but that something connected to her was in pain.

She then looked over at her shadow, and saw what looked to be an inky black blob emerge from it. It let out a sound... a screech of sorts that sounded unholy, even by her own standards.

"CURSED DWELLER!" Ciroc exclaimed as he stepped towards it.

"BE GONE!" he commanded, as the blob shriveled up and turned into a black mist... which then seemed to be sucked up into thin air, much like it was spinning down a drain of sorts.

And immediately, she felt like herself again.

Ciroc just glared at where the... thing... had been, before replacing the bracelet back on his arm.

"That..." he said, venom in his tone. "Is a pathetic creature of the Void." he told her, before pausing.

"Or, to put it another way, a demon from MY world." he clarified.

"They latch onto people, hiding in their shadows, essentially, and their presence gives off an aura that... well... amplifies negative feelings or tendencies with their victim." he went on.

"Eventually driving them to either become so careless with their lives that they end up dying, or they outright attempt such a deed."

"...I have my suspicions." Ciroc muttered.

"And I have no idea how many made it here." he went on.

"Might need to to a sweep of this whole place." he told her further.

"Regardless, I am most certainly willing to help the others that they have latched themselves onto." he assured Aedan.

"...in the end, they're probably here because of myself. Or Vyran. Or both." he lamented, guilt in his tone.