The next morning

After checking out the website, I headed back to the dumpster to check out the body. When I got there, I noticed that the sack was not nearly as full as when I had last seen it. I looked inside and noticed that the body was gone. What was left were a name tag and a shoe, just like in the dream. I picked up the shoe, and sure enough, there was a picture of Mr. Jingles taped to it.

I hurried back inside to the apartment office and asked for security. The secretary led me to the security person, who graciously let me look at the footage. I fell asleep at 12 last night, so I asked for footage from midnight to when I woke up, 7:00. We both skimmed through footage from the alley camera. At about 4:00 (more specifically, 4:02) the feed cut out. A few seconds later, A video played of Mr. Jingles swinging side to side, like when you click him. A speech bubble appeared above him, but instead of saying, "All caught up," it said, "I am the surveyor, not you." After that, the feed resumed with the empty body bag and, for a split second, a scurrying raccoon.

The raccoon was headed towards the parking lot, so I told the security guy to switch to that camera. The raccoon was scurrying across the lot. Suddenly, the raccoon stopped. The number 23 flashed on screen and the feed resumed to the raccoon upside down. It had somehow died mid-sprint. 

"That was weird," the security guard commented.

"No time to explain," I said. "I have to do something very quickly."

I ran back up to my computer and typed "unicode character 23" into DuckDuckGo. It was not associated with Google, so I figured it was my safest bet for searching. At first, I got a hash sign. It had a decimal of 35, but a hex of 23. I searched "unicode decimal 23" next. Bingo. It was an end of transmission character. Why it showed up on the camera is beyond me. I found out it was also a control character which showed up as something very familiar.

A hexagon with a question mark in it.

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