It’s Sunday morning. Kaiser and Ness search for Anon at their former residence. An elderly woman answers the door instead.

“Sorry, Grandma,” Ness says. “Do you know where the previous occupants moved?” Kaiser asks, nervous and disappointed.

The grandmother replies, “I don’t remember… that was three years ago.”

After extensive searching online and contacting friends and family, they are unsuccessful.

Kaiser sits in the garden, his mood mirroring the cloudy weather. “Where are you, Anon? I miss you.” He whispers.