Aly works a brutal ER shift filled with bizarre injuries, sharing a breakroom moment with her friend Tanya, who agrees the whole city seems unhinged tonight. They discuss new nurse Brinley's progress, and Aly agrees to attend an upcoming nursing job fair with Tanya.

During a lull, Aly remembers it's Thursday—a new posting day for the.faceless.man. Alone in the breakroom, she pulls up his latest video and immediately becomes aroused. The video opens on his mask resting on a comforter identical to her own. As she watches him undress in front of a mirror, she notices what looks like her dresser and makeup clutter in the background. She dismisses it as her imagination, saves the video, and posts an excited comment claiming the bedroom looks like hers.

Nine grueling hours later, after losing a fifty-year-old heart attack patient in front of the woman's family, Aly drives home emotionally drained. She greets her cat Fred, notes that her stove clock is blinking from a brief power outage, and pours wine, intending to use her vibrator while thinking about the.faceless.man.

When Aly enters her bedroom, she freezes—a mask lies on her bed. Recognizing it instantly as his mask, she retrieves a hidden gun, mentally inventories her many weapons and self-defense training, and cautiously approaches. She realizes the video really was filmed in her bedroom. Terror collides with arousal as she wonders if the.faceless.man is a serial killer stalking her, why he chose her, and why she's turned on instead of fleeing.