Over the following days, Linsley kept to himself, observing the rundown orphanage while keeping a low profile. His surroundings were bleak and filled with signs of poverty, but Linsley was more concerned with what lay beneath the surface.
The strange behaviors of the staff and certain conversations he overheard made him suspicious. There was something dark going on here, something that didn't match the outward image of a simple orphanage.
Linsley thought about his simulation talents. They were still there, like hidden trump cards, to be used only when "shit hits the fan." He wouldn't be reckless, but knowing that his powers were intact gave him confidence.
