Two days passed since Evan's arrival from the Future and the boy had spent them in the Demon Army Headquarters.
The demons assigned to serve him were unsure of his purpose but treated him hospitably, following Alvey's orders.
The last time Alvey did that was for Arthur and the boy turned out to be a MASSIVE help to the Demon Army, so they guessed Evan might be the same.
Their assumption wasn't entirely off-base, as Alvey indeed planned to enlist Evan's assistance during his time there.
Treating Evan nicely was aimed at making him comfortable enough to deter any thoughts of escaping.
Evan on the other hand, wasn't clueless about this, but he chose to remain silent, recognizing that his options were limited for the time being.
On the morning of the 3rd of April, Arthur barged into Evan's room with a mischievous grin plastered across his face.
"Wake the fuck up, Evan! Today, we're gonna be detectives!"
