After the whole incident with the power going out for hours, Cole had gone out. He'd left early in the morning and stayed out all day, wandering the city and enjoying the sunlight. Sunlight, something he wondered if he'd ever see again during those terrible hours. The thought of going back to the building wasn't exactly appealing, since he still remembered being touched by that thing - as hard as he tried, he just couldn't think of it as anything human. He was glad that he'd had Lotte with him, though. Being alone would have been near unbearable.
Once it started to get dark, however, Cole knew he had to go back - besides, he wasn't all too fond of the darkness at the present time. At least his apartment had lights, and he planned on turning every single one of them on, electricity bill be damned.
The last thing he was expecting to come home to was a bunch of notes stuck to the door. Frowning in confusion, he read them one by one, his expression changing from puzzlement to surprise to outright alarm. The first note just made him feel bad for not contacting Jude, since he assumed she was talking about his absence following the boat incident. The second one made absolutely no sense to him - neither did the third or fourth - but it was the last three that rang his internal alarm bells and awakened the first sharp pangs of panic.