"He?" Sharp asked in response.

"Who?" he asked.

"What's going on here?" he asked her further.

"Allee, something's wrong here. It's catching the attention of law enforcement at a high level." he warned her.

"I'm here to help. Please, tell me what's happening." he went on.

Sharp was about to say something, before they heard a voice.

"Who IS it!?" a voice yelled impatiently.

"You'd better not be stalling for time!" they added.

Sharp growled slightly, before sighing.

"Food drive for the homeless." he whispered, giving her an excuse.

Sharp just shook his head.

"Well, God bless you, sir!" he called in, his expression angry.

"GO. AWAY!" the one known as David hollered.

"The basement." Sharp whispered.

"There an outside way in?" he asked.

When Allee nodded, he just sighed again, before walking off... but making a B-line to the side of the house.

"Now, no stalling!" the male said, looking rather shabby and slovenly, but well-kept enough. Like a child whose mother cleaned him up every so often.

But he was grown. And it wasn't his mother that did it.

"Is dinner ready yet?" he asked.

"Because you need to do my laundry after that." he told her.

"Don't tell me what to do!" David snapped.

"I'M the master here!" he snarled loudly.

Meanwhile, Sharp had found the entrance to the basement, and had slipped inside. It was a dishevelled mess, and looked like there was NO organization.

"...damn." he cursed.

"Right. Here goes." he said, as he started to look.

He uncovered everything, before stopping and concentrating. He needed to locate it. And it seemed he needed to 'look' with his 'inner eye'.

Meanwhile, upstairs, Allee had served David his dinner, and had just put his laundry in the washing machine, when he called her back up to where he was.

"We're going to the bedroom." he told her. And she knew what that meant.

Meanwhile, in the basement, Hal had made his way to a corner of the basement, and looked at the floorboards.

"Right." he said.

"Here goes." he told himself.

He then cracked his knuckles, and started to pull up the boards... before seeing a beautiful glass jewellery box, inlaid with gorgeous gems and precious stones.

"Bingo." he said.

With that. he grabbed the box, cradled it in his arms, before dashing out of the basement, back outside. He closed the doors behind him, before swiftly making his way off the property, and out of sight.

"........" Sharp was silent as he heard what she said, and saw the blood in her hair.

"Right..." he mumbled.

He then grabbed his cell phone and called an ambulance to the place she had been, before driving off, leaving the house... and the man within... behind.

"Let's get you out of here." he said.

"Make it seem like you were never here at all." he commented further.

"That work for you?" he asked.

Sharp raised an eyebrow, before laughing heartily.

"Hah! Amazing." he said.

"And golden sand?" he asked. "You always DID have a knack for flare." he commented.

"At any rate... it's been a long time, Allee." he then said.

"TOO long." he said further.

"How long have you been stuck with him?"

"I see..." Sharp muttered.

"Well... at least you're not there, now." he told her.

"He didn't deserve to have you." he reasoned.

"I'll take you back to where I work." he then said.

"We can get you sorted there." he told her further, before gesturing to the back seat.

"Your box is back there."

"Strange occurrences." Hal replied.

"Weird lights. Things appearing out of nowhere. Strange disappearances." he said.

"People were bringing these things up." he went on.

"I'm guessing he got careless with wishes and such." he sighed.

"Regardless, my Unit was sent in to investigate, so I decided to take this mission, myself."