Madam Moone finally decided to sit down inside the wardrobe after an hour standing in high heels made her feet ache. She was unable to think because of how mad she was. If she had a picture on the wall and red circles around the directors face with a hand full of darts would describe what she was feeling. Madam moone still was unaware of the news about her sister begin killed today. She tilted her head back and started to close her eyes when she saw a picture of a red phone icon on the ceiling of the wardrobe. Madam Moone titled her head and squinted her eyes to make sure she was seeing this and it wasn't a wardrobe mirage messing with her. She got to her feet and pulled on he rope hanging next to it. A voice came through a speaker on wall. "Wardrobe service this is agent carter speaking."agent Carter said his routine speech when someone called for assistance in one of the five hundred or so working teleporting wardrobes. Madam moons figured that the director would have red flagged Madam Moones name so she went with one of her trusted friends/colleagues names. "Ah yes, this is Debra Winkle and I seemed to have broken my teleportation wardrobe and the door is jammed and I'm stuck in here." Madam Moone said worried that her plan wouldn't work and that the government would actually be able to do their jobs properly, but we all know that's not true.

After a brief pause Agent Carter came back on."Okay misses Winkle, there is a button on the floor that is in the exact middle of the wardrobe. Hold that button for five seconds and a lever will open from your right side. Rotate that lever and the door will open automatically and your power source seems to have came unhooked from the wall and just plug it in and you should be right as rain and working again." Agent carter said and seemed to be waiting on a response so he could hang up and go back to wasting tax payers dollars on most likely watching walker Texas ranger on t.v. in the break room. Madam moone remembered that two guards haven't left at all. She wouldn't be able to disarm two federal agents with machine guns easily and probably not at all so plan b was to use her very smart brain and she told agent carter that someone was down here shooting a machine gun at people and to send help immediately. "Are you sure misses Winkle? I don't hear anything that sounds like gunfire." Agent Carter said questionably. "You idiot there is a silencer on the machine gun. I gotta go I think he heard me. Send help please." Madam Moone whispered the last part and stopped responding to agent Carter's calls. After a few minutes the radio that the agents were wearing came to life. For an active shooter on the property they installed a loud alarm that indicated an active shooter was happening in case someone had their radio turned down or was able to hear the radio the loud annoying alarm only came on when and if there was an active shooter or they were doing a monthly test to make sure everyones equipment was working properly but once a month for five whole minutes the building had loud alarms that were so annoying they made a fire alarm sound like Whitney Houston singing.

That active shooter alarm was blaring and the agents cocked their assault rifles and ran to the rescue like Madam Moone hoped they would. She followed agent Carter's instructions and just like he said a lever popped out and said "For emergencies twist this lever " and it had a red arrow showing which way to turn it. Madam moons turned it until it clicked open and she was free. There was chaos going on outside and people were so terrified of an active shooter they were falling on the ground and pushing people and someone was even stealing office equipment that worked there. Madam Moone went to plug in the wardrobe but stopped before it was plugged in thinking to herself that she did not want to bring this fight to her home. There are to many innocents that would get hurt because she knew that the director would surely put her capture on the number one top priority or a dead or alive type of deal. Madam Moone closed the door back to the wardrobe and took her heels off and headed toward an office break room that had CNN outside of the building with the headline "Active shooter at an undisclosed federal building" being displayed across the live report.

Madam Moone walked into the closed where everyone left their rain jackets and scarves for storage to be used in season and gave Madam Moons a perfect disquise because they would be looking for Madam Moonne in dress skirts and heels and not Madam New moon is her I mean business suit she now had on. Once she was satisfied with her appearance, Madam Moone exited the break room and followed the last remaining scared employees down he hallway to the elevator that had two armed guards locked and loaded on each floor waiting for some action. Madam Moons was able to find an automatic blood pressure machine and a package from Amazon that was full of plastic bubble wrap. She had hoped that she had timed it right so that it started making gun fire sounds when she was able to make it to the elevator. It went off right as Madam Moone turned the corner to the elevator doors. The two armed agents spoke into the radio that was wired to their sleeves like the secret service have theirs set up more for appearance than for security reasons.

When the two agents ran by Madam Moone and the rest of the dozen or so employees that were all watching their protection detail leave them scared and staring at the hallway they ran down and not at Madam Moone who called for the elevator to go up instead of down. When the elevator chimed alerting the doors were opening the scared office workers started to walk towards the elevator with Madam Moone inside holding up her hand and pressing the close elevator door button with her other hand. "Sorry, full capacity." Madam Moone said coldly as the doors shut.

When Madam Moone arrived on the level she was a couple of hours before, it was a ghost town. Everyone had already vacated this floor and were now outside huddled wondering what was going on. Madam Moone walked back to the directors door and put her ear against it. Silent. Madam Moone turned the knob and walked inside the director's empty office. When she got behind director Tomblay''s desk, Madam Moone grabbed and double clicked the mouse. Luckily the screen hadn't timed out to require a password to get back into it. Madam Moone would have never made a mistake like that if she were in as much power as the director. "Okay dumb dumb, let's see what you are really up to Mr director." Madam Moone said aloud to herself as she leaned in toward the screen, as to not miss anything important.

Madam Moone went to the history section of the web browser. "Porn, porn, adult friend finder, porn. Oh and Bayside Heights address of 93 Wolves run. Wait a second that's my sist-" Madam Moone grabbed for the phone and began to dial frantically. "Hello, Um This is the Hernandez residence. Leave a message after the tone." Nanas voice spoke on the answering machine. "Beep." The voice mailbox dinged. "For some reason Sis, I have a horrible feeling something has happened to you. If you get this and your okay, please be cautious and I'm coming back from the headquarters but the director is up to something and its involving Jensen and Solaris. I love you Sis and plea-" Madam Moone was cut short by a rattling on the other end. "Hello? Madam Moone? Can you hear me?" Chassidy answered the phone frantic. "Yes, is this Chassidy?" Madam Moone asked hearing the familiar voice. "Yes Madam Moone but, there is some-" Chassidy was about to finish when Madam Moone interrupted her. "She dead isn't she?" Madam Moone asked with a shaky voice. "Yes. She was shot. Her family is down at the beach setting up the funeral before we head down." Chassidy said solemnly.

Madam Moone cried for a moment and Chassidy remained quiet until she was able to compose herself. "It has something to do with the Director at my job. I just broke into his computer and my sisters address was in his recent history." Madam Moone told Chassidy. "Oh dang. Well do you want me to go get Mr. Hernandez or someone?" Chassidy asked not really wanting to involve herself to much with the government. "Go get Solaris and Jensen. All of this has something to do with them, but I don't know why yet." Madam Moone said plainly. There was a whisper and then fiddling with the phone until Raymond Van-nuyes spoke. "This is Raymond, whats going on Madam Moone and is Solaris is trouble?" Raymond asked.

"Well Raymond I honestly don't know the extent of it yet, but until I am able to find out more then I would suggest being on high alert until its over and we all find some peace." Madam Moone said halfheartedly. "Well you know what they say, if you want peace then prepare for war." Raymond said before another familiar voice came on. "Madam Moone. Nana said be careful." Solaris said hurriedly. "Wait, what? Chassidy playing a sick joke on me telling me my sister is dead?" Madam Moone asked angrily. "Oh , no I'm sorry Nana was killed, but for some reason I can hear her in my head and we can still communicate. I know how it may sound but I'm serious." Solaris said and waited on Madam Moone to respond.

"Do not finish the ceremony of the funeral and bring my sisters body to my home and wait for me to find a way back. I know why you can hear her still and I think I may have a way to bring her back from the dead." Madam Moone said before disconnecting the line and picking up the directors laptop and walking out of the office again quickly toward the elevator.