Jodie takes a hasty step back, bumping into the doorframe. "No," she says, more in response to the changing mask than the question. She feels, with a sudden, sick certainty, that Aiden is right not to like this man. "I'm not sick." Then, with a hint of desperation: "Take it off."

He's scaring Jodie. Aiden's scared, too, but he won't tolerate some man scaring her. He doesn't care if he works here. Aiden moves forward, growing in size as the lights in the room start to flicker and the temperature drops.