Heathcliff drives his own car behind Harold's to the evil Doctor Lazarus' secret lair, the unforgettable, uninviting halls of Amber Hills Asylum. Along the way, he is constantly fussing with his phone, reporting the incident, coordinating a response, and trying to get back into the loop on the Horizon planning before the Prince stakes him for ineffectualness. He also takes a call from a new arrival, but the trash bag of Leech Dust sitting on his front seat seems like the higher priority at the moment.
Heathcliff's stomach lurches as the estate comes into view over the hillside. Did a crack of pale lightning just cast the facade in eerie shadows, or am I imagining things? He waits on the Doctor to lead the way.