It had been about a day since you and Chris made your posts online about your story with the device. Eventually James came to your house, and after a a few hours of convincing, began to believe your story. All of you were now back in your home together, even though Jake was there as a raccoon. It was about mid-day and you decided to check the posts to see if they had gotten any new activity. Looking at the website, you struggled to find to find the first post you made which was weird. You then looked for all the other posts and you couldn't seem to find them as well. Thinking that your computer might just be bugged, you decided to use Chris' laptop to look at the posts and you couldn't seem to find them as well. The posts didn't even seem to show up on your phone. You made posts across a number of websites, so it was incredibly strange that the posts were gone on all of them. There was no evidence that you even made any of the posts at all, the few messages you got were nowhere to be found, and the accounts you created were vacant. Chris attempted to find the posts as well, but to no avail.
At this point you look out the window to see 3 black cars of the same model all pull up in front of your house at the same time. The cars had dark tinted windows, so it was impossible to see who was inside. It took maybe three minutes until you saw any action. All at once, two men in black suits and sunglasses got out of each of the cars and walked to your front door. Now looking out the window, you saw six intimidating men in black suits with briefcases standing outside your house. You decide to wait it out, with the hope that they will eventually leave. After ten minutes of trying to wait them out so that they'll leave, you hear a clicking at the door. It sounds like somebody is opening the door with a key. Before you know it, the door opens, and you, Chris, James, and Jake the raccoon are standing in the middle of the room with six government agents in the doorway. One of them speaks with a stern voice "You have something we want. For your own good, hand it over."