The house didn’t look like anything special to me. It was a typical two story, one front door kind of deal. I connected to the LAN and used AR to check again. There was nothing- at all. It was too clean. My Spidey-sense.bot didn’t detect any obvious ICE, or floating ads, not even wayward spam trapped in a filter. The place was pristine and that worried me.

“It’s clean.” I said, hesitantly.

“But?”

“But it’s too clean, like a hospital or a dentist’s office irl. It’s either brand new or the place has been scrubbed.”

Viktor cursed quietly and turned to Sybil. “What about you, Majica, what do you see?”

Sybil answered confidently, “The Astral plane is clean too. As far as I’m concerned we’re good to go.” Her fingers stroked the air and she murmured, “There’s a good boy.”

I shuddered. Magic gave me the heebie jeebies and invisible spirits were creepy.

A thick gloved hand patted me on the shoulder. Viktor looked down with sympathy. “It’s time to move out- those documents aren’t going to liberate themselves.”