Gritting his teeth, Ethan entered the check-in area, wading through the cold dank water. Where...? He looked around, the old man had come this way... and why? Was NOTHING he did good enough? Thoroughly irritated, Ethan waded through to check the cells. He looked up and dodged as a rat levitated past him, the little cat down his jacket letting out a mew of protest as he moved. Well, that proved that Krazimeriz was two things; somewhere down here and still crazy. He waded on.