Sadie will find herself in a room, dark and somewhat claustrophobic-seeming. There's a window at the far end of the room, through which she can see that it's clearly nighttime.

The only sign of life in the room is the glow of a flip phone from on a bed shoved up against a wall, the person holding it almost hidden in the sheets.

"C'mon, Gregson, answer the damn phone..." comes a whisper, in a voice close to one she might recognize.

There's a commotion down the hall; Walter doesn't let go of the phone, but he does go stock-still, listening.