You begin to climb up the conveniently placed trelase, you figure you
can trap this guy if you have the elemant of surprise and at least
then you may begin to unravel a part of this ever thickening plot.
You reach the window and to your horror you
see......
You ruffle around in the bottom of your pockets and finnally find that
disguise of yours stuck to the side of a balony sandwich. you brush it
of and put it on, hopeing that either people are very gullable or that
no one will notice you scalling up to the third floor.