Well, that's different...

Jacob paused at the bottom of the stairs, reaching into his shorts to...readjust. Being interrupted in the middle of masturbation was making this, well, a little awkward. Once he was sure that he wasn't going to be tenting when he walked into his father's lab, he turned the corner and walked to through the door...

...into an empty room.

Okay, so there was a massive workbench covered with tools and gadget, floor-to-ceiling shelving units crammed with parts and devices, and a massive well-lit glass booth in the corner, so not exactly empty, but no sign of his father.

"Dad?" Jacob began poking around the room, peeking into drawers and under objects, as though his father might have actually hidden himself in one of those places. And then he noticed the pile.

Next to the glass booth, was a pile of discarded clothing. Jacob nudged it with his foot, verifying that it was the clothes that he'd seen his father wearing earlier in the day. There was even a pair of boxers.

So not only was Dad missing, he was naked and missing. Great. Jacob rolled his eyes, sighed, and then stopped dead, staring.

Something very strange was lying on the floor of the glass booth.