Slaughterknife's search is again futile, but Moss's clairsentient scrying proves to be of use. His quasi-real view manifests within what appears to be a vast, spacious room, filled with a shambles of splintered furniture, torn portraits, and tarnished jewelry. Great arcing windows show the streets below, and the intersection of Hillside Road and Thicket Boulevard, where the party now stands, can be seen in the distance. Moss can see the target of pursuit, a female undead that looks like a prepubescent human child, or a adult halfling. He can't make out the exact features of her face through the blurry quasi-viewpoint, but he can sense her fear just from her body language. She seems to be cowering from something else in the room, hovering outside the range of sight of Moss's remote viewing.