Agrestus leaned back on his chair in his apartment. He took a deep breath and simply stared at the stack of paperwork before him. Something was missing, but what? He stood up and paced up and down, trying to jog his memory. Picking up a small piece of paper from his apartment he looks at it fondly, thinking to himself.
"Why on Earth... Why on 'Ka would someone break in and steal a sketch, only to return it with a note to forget?"
His head hurt as he tried to grasp something out of the void in his memory, a void which was once filled by something very close to him.