Swamped

Well, when you don't have any particularly good ideas, try a foolish one.

You cover your mouth and start cawing.

"What? No, they can't possibly..."

You don't hear the rest of it, because by then you've rushed in and tackled him before he can try anything. You knock him towards a large box and he falls unconscious.

Which is good, because it gives you time to notice the map he's been holding. You grab it, but you wonder why he bothered to stay in here. Was he looking for something?

You spot Evan nearby, so you call him over.

"Found this suspicious character poking around in the storage room. You might want to restrain him."

"Huh," Evan says. "Doesn't look like any patient I've seen tonight. Maybe we should ask him some questions when he comes to."

"Well, in the meantime, you'll probably want to take care of him."

Evan nods, and carries him off. Leaving you to figure out what the little old man might have wanted in here.