Shower Song (from a journalist's POV) 6

 Clearly... we're going wrong.

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  This expression of worry in his face, of something like fright. Or something... I couldn't tell. And yet. Yet, I was sure our way to operate was right: we welcomed him, under the form of a surprise, and we sincerely spoke. We also asked him some questions, to show him our interest. He still had some viewers... what else to want? Why did he flee?
Some reflections were bugging my mind... maybe we should have talked to him first about his consent and... oh wait. No. Of course, not. What consent? Exposing his body parts and his way to operate under a shower wouldn't have required much of a consent. He would thank us later anyway. I looked at my colleagues, who were being pretty silent today. The boss suddenly entered... with a coffee in his right hand.

Boss: Hey there. Hey... woah, woah... it smells like death in here. Did you go to your, uh... how to call that already? Ah yeah, your investigation.
Chloé: We did...
Boss: Cool! So you got what you wanted to know?
John: Err... we didn't, Sir.
Boss (serious looking now): What happened?
John: We didn't manage to get the information we wanted, that's about it... we... didn't learn anything else...
Matt: We caught him while he was peeing! I don't know, it, I mean we probably didn't...
Boss: Oh wait, I thought that uh... yeah, that creature was under the shower?
Chloé: He was.
Boss: Oh... so, he was doing it in the shower, huh? Oh, indeed... that sounds interesting now.
Chloé: It was pretty much the same in the video we showed you...
Boss: Oh, really? Hahaha!! Ahh... uh yes.

I stared at the window for awhile, before turning back toward the rest of the room.
I: Do you... do you think we should have...
Boss: Yeah?
I: Do you think we should have asked for his consent first?
Boss: Oh, this...
The room turned silent suddenly, while they all stared at me.
Boss: Haha! Hey, come on! The consent, in this matter? That's so old aged now...
I: What to do now, then...?
Boss: Hmmm... let's say you have two options.
Chloé, John, Mary, Matt, and I: ...?
Boss: First, you give up. Second, you keep on. As simple as it is.
Chloé: And...
Boss: And as I'm being interested in this, I might come with you.
I: Might not we... scare him? Like we might have last time...
Another silence...
Mary: I... I... to be fair, I don't think it might be a matter of fright. More of surprise and embarrassement... We don't know what he could have done to us; I think that...
John: But that was a good surprise, wasn't it!
Matt: Halloween is approaching, right...
Boss: I'm coming with you. And we'll find a way to proceed together.
Chloé: But, may I make a remark?
Boss: Sure.
Chloé: There is nobody to take care of the the office...
Boss: I will call your other colleagues so they come.
Matt: Last time I did, they... insulted me.
Boss: They'll move their *ss this time. Watch the boss doing.

He grabbed Matt's phone, and called.

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Voice: ^{Shht... bea, don't worry, I'm coming back at you...} Am hallucinatin', right? What d'you want again? B*stard.
Boss: Hi.
Voice: What the...
Boss: What about having a little work tomorrow?
Voice: But... sir... I thought I was on vacation...
Boss: You know the deal, heh?
Voice: I... I... (turns back to someone else behind) ^{Bae! I gotta work t'morrow!
(Voice behind answering back: Aaaaw! Come back safe! Don't get another computer destroyed!)}
Voice: Well... well... I... I will come tomorrow. May I have any other... detail, about yes... what is going on...?
Boss: I'm gonna tell you.
Voice: Alright... Hmm...
Boss: See you tomorrow.
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He hung up. Before calling a few others.

Boss: I'm sleepy. Gonna take some nap. Oh, don't forget to finish this heap of documents before tomorrow... Hmm...
Chloé:
Boss: Oh, and... before I leave...
Matt: ^{This investigation is going so slow...}
Boss: Well, I wanna tell you that, I don't think there is only this house we should investigate on.
Chloé, John, Mary, Matt, and I: !?
Boss: There is the whole context of where this creature goes into. If he was just a visitor, nobody says he will come back. We have to get prepared to move somewhere else to observe him. And for this, we have to collect more information, so we can anticipate! If anything, we have to find the place where he is the most likely to appear. Oh, and Matt... (because I heard you) this is how an investigation goes: we have to go through the most boring phases, and take our time to act effectively then!
Well, after these words... I'm saying: see you!
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Author's note: <sup>Imagine...

There is some guy who's there and who seems to feel uncomfortable. He confesses that he has the urge to pee. But that he is too far and is still waiting for something /whateveritis/
But you don't say much. Then he finally folds his legs, till squatting and stays immobile for a few, till you notice his pants are getting wet, and it's flowing on the floor. Tears start flowing down his eyes.
How do you react?

... (Oh wait)

Damn imagination. (Here I caught myself in my irrelevant sadistic thoughts; and yet, I slept earlier)</sup>

Nah, more seriously. Hope you liked the story (even though this part wasn't very eventful, I admit it).