Pleasantries concluded, Michael enters his front door into an immaculately decorated foyer. Taking the stairs down to the bottom floor, he heads into his office. Dropping the heavy gym bag onto the hardwood floor with a thud, he runs a finger along the underbelly of a built-in bookcase until his finger clicks a small hidden button. The lower bookcase panel slides away to reveal a concealed compartment.

Crouching down, he zips open the gym bag. Tossing aside the white decoy towels on top, he pulls out his Night Terror costume piece-by-piece and transfers it into the secret storage area. He pauses when he gets to his right glove, inspecting its burnt, frayed fingertips and the inner thin mesh material now visible within it.