Here's what's going on: we're stuck. The end.

[ if anyone knew anything else, they'd been doing a good job of keeping it quiet. kovacs supposes that video he'd seen the other night was something new but what the hell did that tell? that this place was a potential death trap?

probably won't reassure her. ]

So, go do stuff. Go explore and knock on locked doors and sniff each bottle of beer in the bar. But, it's probably not going to lead to any answers about this place.

I haven't found any.

[ ignore that he hadn't been looking all too seriously. not yet, at least. he would. once he got over his irritation at even being here. ]