With a nod, the man rises and collects the package, signing his name as if he'd been doing so all his life. Returning to the sofa, grabbing a phone along the way, he opens his delivery and begins to sort through it as he dials the emergency services.

"Hello? Police and ambulance, please. My girlfriend has been involved in a terrible accident at her lab. When I went in, she was covered in some sort of strange dust - there were piles of it all around the room - and she was babbling something about a portal, and demons. We're at her house currently. I can only assume she's in shock from whatever happened. No, there was nobody else at the lab. The address? Certainly..."

He continues to answer all the questions, perfectly performing the role of a worried and confused boyfriend. After a little while, he hangs up with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Police are on their way to the lab, police and ambulance coming here. Showtime."