Finn spins around, looking in confusion. It was Jake, but…always just in the other room, just beyond a corner or door. It was a little disorienting and extremely frustrating. But it felt like they were getting close…

“No way man, you missed by a mile-”

“What’s he keep talking about?” Finn demands, looking toward Jermaine, as if for answers, his fists clenched in annoyance. He looks around again, frowning, addressing the open air loudly. “Jake can you hear us? What’s the deal?”