Emery slowly and carefully examined everything. Her keen eyes took in everything, every detail, filing it away in her mind for later use. She slowly sifted through the rubble until she found something. She didn't know what it was at first, but it was something.<br/><br/>It was a basement, she discovered. The basement had survived. Whether or not this was intentional was yet to be seen, but she found this to be unlikely. She didn't believe in coincidence. If he had wanted it gone along with everything else, it would be gone, of that she was certain.<br/><br/>She moved the rubble until she had unearthed the entrance and she stared down into it. The only question was whether or not to go down. It wasn't a question, really. It was a matter of weighing risks versus benefits. The key to getting the edge she needed to solve his case and catch this guy may lie in that basement. She had to take the chance, even if it risked her well-being to do so.<br/><br/>She cleared the entrance, took a breath, and began her slow descent. She put a small mask on to avoid breathing anything harmful in and clicked on a flashlight. Her gaze searched the basement carefully but as quickly as possible without missing anything. She looked for anything out of the ordinary, or anything that could help her in any way.