In his room, Alistair scrutinized a bunch of documents laid on his table. These papers were filled with diagrams, environmental files, and of course... words.
"Behavioral indices of Rattus norvegicus: Burrowing tendencies, nocturnal habits, high adaptability to rugged environments, and exploratory behaviors," Alistair muttered.
"Where is it? This darn thing," Alistair whispered in anger because he had studied these Aêther-forsaken documents for countless hours. However, he could not stop or rest; the answer was too close.
On his right, Atrial City's map was adorned with multiple red marks; they were the places Alistair presumed the test subject would avoid.
The green ones, however, were its likeliest hideout.
But a thought kept reverberating in Alistair's mind, 'This is a mobile and intelligent beast. It knows this, so look deeper!'
His mental processes were quickly validated by a page written on a thick book.
-Observation 143#
