Pyrite Town |Night 
Diantha and Cosette slipped into the kitchen while Matt and Athena headed to one of the bedrooms. While Colm doubted that the first pair would find what they were looking for in there, he left them to their devices. Once Watson's nose stopped bothering him, Colm went to the other bedroom that he could see, or at least he assumed it was a bedroom. The door was closed, so he jiggled the knob to see if it would even open. It didn't resist, so he nudged the door open. Stale air hit them, and thankfully the smell didn't indicate anything else.
When Colm took a few steps in, he was hit with a sense of melancholy that he couldn't shake. The sofa bed was unfolded, and the sheets had been tossed to the side as if someone had jumped out in a hurry. The mattress was still there... "Guess we lucked out, Watson. No floor sleeping for us tonight."
The Raichu sniffed the fabric and sneezed again. "This better not have bed bugs. I swear to Zygarde that if I have bites in the morning, you're going to pay.""If you have bites, then I probably will have some too,"
Colm shot back. However, he started pulling off the fitted sheet to get a look at the mattress proper. The white fabric was stained yellow hopefully from age. The alternatives weren't appealing, even if they didn't have much room to complain. He picked up one end of the mattress and shook it a little to see if anything fell while Watson watched like a hawk."Should be alright,"
he approved after a moment."Well, that's all I can see for mattresses... Shall we look around for a moment?"
Colm was glancing at the closet and nightstand.
Watson wasn't too enthused, but they needed to kill a little time. "Eh... we can try. Don't think we'll find much else."
The night stand's drawers yielded nothing, so Colm moved to the closet."Mostly want to see if they have goggles. I'll take kiddie swim goggles at this point. Riding in the desert earlier was hell."
The closet was a mess. More than likely the clothes had been already raided, or it was a reminder of how quickly the former resident had left. He aimed his flashlight to the top shelf, and he was rewarded with the shadow of a box. Eagerly, he reached up and tugged the box towards him and placed it on the ground. It was a bit heavier than he expected, but he didn't mind as his curiosity overcame him. The cardboard top was already slit open, so getting in wasn't an issue. Once it was opened, he was rather confused. "Skiing gear?"
In a desert. That made sense. Then again, this stuff looked rather old, even by epidemic standards... He was fairly sure that if given enough time he could wrestle out the story of this aparment's previous owner, but figuring out the puzzle would only make him feel worse. So instead he quietly pulled out the skiing goggles, and scooted the box back into the closet. He'd let the others know of that find in case they needed something."Sounds like they're regrouping,"
Watson's ears twitched and broke Colm's reverie. "Alright.."
Since it was a sofa bed mattress, it folded up easily. He folded it into its trifold shape, and he carried it towards the others. He triumphantly announced, "Found this!"