Max was wondering if someone had slipped him a draught of the confusing concoction in his coffee as he entered the empty Broomshed. He stepped inside and saw that a few things were definitely out of place - broom care materials were lying haphazardly on the table and a few used polishing rags were lying on the floor. However, he didn't immediately explode at the mess like he normally would and instead began to look around, behind and beneath every crate, bench, and table in the shed. Cobwebs were disturbed and spiders scurried out. Fifteen minutes of searching and NOTHING.

Disgusted, Vindictus grunted in dismay and stomped out of the shed.