Alex chuckled, observing his plain faced but in his eyes, mentally beautiful assistant. He would gather the documents and photos.<br/><br/>"You may be right...he stole my ancestors journals...so he knows the true story of Victor Surge now.." He muttered, resting hi fingertips together and his forehead against his hands. "But....he has a goal. He is driven. Everything he has done speaks to this. He may have his own many signs of psychosis but I think his drive to return to his former simple life will keep him sane long enough to bring the slender man to me...."<br/><br/>He looked up at her with a smirk. "As for those masks...." he took out a photo of Sarah..." I would worry more that she be wearing a mask soon...I believe she harbors him.." he sighed some, taking a sip form a glass of whiskey. "Generations of the Krailey name ride on this creature being extinguished as soon as possible, Jessica...your revenge for the torment you received at his hand...it is in our grasp should Seth come through for us...and..even if he might side with the creature and his followers...they wills till come to us.." he said with a laugh.<br/><br/>Far off in Sarah's bedroom Mr.S stood in wait as she returned, Seth leaving for the night. He hissed happily, the faintest crease of a smile beneath the smooth white flesh of his face..or lack there of. The suffocating white cloth that the executioner had put over his face. The same white cloth that had been melted to his face by the fire they set beneath him and had become what many who had observed him would identify him with in their crazed rants and cries.<br/><br/>His long digits reached out, stroking through her hair affectionately, drawing her close to lay against his icy cold body, his long hand petting her before he embraced her as best he could from so high above her, a faint chuckle echoing through the static into her head before he crouched, spider like, the crease of a grotesque smile under the smooth white exterior appearing again as he embraced her properly though his long limbs would near wrap around himself and Sarah. He had hated being away from her until Seth had gone. So happy to have her near him again. She was precious to him, his smooth white face inches from her's, tilting some, his cold breath felt against her face.