Deep Under S.M.U.T. Headquarters...

The titanium container was carefully placed in a larger titanium containment unit by S.M.U.T. security staff as Director Groan and Agent Busty watched from a security camera.

They were deep underneath headquarters, in a maximum security prison with special containment units for the different types of Cryptids they've captured. Known as the Prison of Occult, Restricted, and Neutralized, the P.O.R.N. held over a hundred Cryptids from years of operation.

"Good job on capturing Phantom Agent Busty, I cannot imagine it was an easy feat," Director Groan complimented her, "We'll make sure to keep a close eye on our new friend from here on out."

"Thank you sir..." Billie replied, not daring to mention how she was fucked by a possessed man, then sucked off an old man that she thought was possessed, and ultimately had to retrieve the ghost after a few regular civilian women captured Phantom.

"The Pleaseville Leyline seems to be a bit more unstable than usual these days..." Director Groan noted, "I've gotten word that Cryptid activity has increased around the world."

"Really?" Billie was surprised. Things had been relatively calm for the past couple of years. She knew it was too good to be true... something was afoot.

"Things are looking serious, and as such, I'll be reconstituting the Liminal and Esoteric War Detachment," Groan declared, "Of course, you and Agent Frank will lead this team."

It was no surprise that L.E.W.D. was being reconstituted, given the severity of the global situation, Billie thought to herself. But was she ready to command such responsibility?

"Who were you thinking of adding to the team?" Billie asked.

"Good question, I already have someone in mind," he replied, "I believe she's on her way to the United States as we speak. We'll need to make preparations for her arrival. She won't be on our side right away."

"Sir yes sir!" Billie saluted.

The two by now had walked all the way to the one and only massive security elevator with two sets of blast-proof doors and a squadron of guards manning the area. They stepped inside and watched the doors close before they began their ascent back to headquarters.

Things we're about to get crazy, Billie thought to herself.