After a moment, Luka opened his eyes and returned his gaze to Jehoshaphat. "Now then, we shall have to figure out your living arrangements." Luka said. "You've mentioned you like things dark and with little to no people. And I'm guessing you would prefer lots of space and lots of trees. Is there anything else I could provide that would make your stay more enjoyable?"
"Oh, no sir!" the creature chirped. "Your offer of sanctuary is already very generous, I couldn't possibly impose further!" He collapsed back into the seat across from Luka, folding his spindly limbs primly. "On the contrary, if I may be of any assistance to you during my stay, consider me at your disposal. Such kindness and hospitality should be repaid in kind where possible."
"Before we part ways though." Ashley began walking towards a trash can, the one where Crow threw something. She began rummaging it for what she thinks are two important items that the Agent seemed to forgot was still missing.
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Ashley, eventually you have some time to sit down and look at the phone and wallet you recovered. The first thing you look at is the badge. You probably haven't had many run-ins with the law, but to your eyes it looks genuine, although you've never heard of the IDLN before. More interesting is the phone. You get it open on the first try--Agent Simonsen was apparently not a big believer in security, because his lock code is 1-2-3-4.
The first thing you see when you open it is that text notification from "Agent Bullshit". Opening the thread, you quickly surmise that this must be Ray's partner, who he got separated from mere minutes before encountering all of you in Mario's. Reading through their text chain, you find out a couple more things.
First, they both seem to have little patience for the other--many of their exchanges are barbed, and there's a lot of shots fired.
Second, they've been pursing this creature for a couple of weeks now. Their notes refer to it as the "Jersey Devil"--and if you might have dismissed people hunting down one of the US's more famous cryptids as cranks a few hours ago, it's hard to deny the evidence of your own eyes.
You also see another recent text chain, to a contact title "T. Sevara". Judging by Ray's much more respectful tone and the content of the messages, she seems to be his superior.
In short, the impression you get is that Ray was on the level with you--this does really seem like an official (if secretive) organization dedicated to hunting down creatures from the dream world--some of which include creatures that most people think of only as urban legends.