Leaving the basement, you head back upstairs and begin to search the rest of the house. None of the inner doors have any of your brother’s symbols on them. A thin layer of dust covers almost everything, undisturbed. No one has been here since you last visited. You wrack your brain trying to think of something — anything — more you can do, but you’ve hit a wall. Your impulse is to  go back and check your brother’s room again, but you know he isn’t there.