After watching TV for a couple hours, which he could somehow do despite having no face, he decided to get to work on the papers the receptionist gave to him.
He got up, stretched and walked over to where he had laid them on the table. Surprisingly, they were gone. He looked around, and just caught a glimpse of them disappearing under the door. He froze for a second, then slowly walked over to the door and opened it.
Again, he just got a glimpse of it going up the stairs. He started to run after it, but stopped, rushed back and put on his face, then ran back out and up the stairs. This time he didn't care to clap, as it was faster to jump up 3 at a time.
He soon emerged into a small-ish room with a pool it it, and three women and an old man.
"Uh, hi, have any of you seen any, uh, papers? Maybe on the ground?"
@Edema Rue@The Aspiring Archivist@Spark of Hope@Ancient Elantrian