Wee Miles picks up the bunny to get the key hidden underneath. When I was growing up, we "hid" our key in the mailbox. Don't worry. Only we, and our entire neighborhood, knew where we kept it. Our security was even tighter than you'd think. That hidden key was a skeleton key. And when we'd lose it, my father would get another skeleton key from his magical garage and file it this way and that, until it opened our high tech door. (I'm not that old, but our house was.) Miles picks up the regular key and opens the door to a dark apartment. Meanwhile, back in the unit she's suddenly desperate to rent, Lara Chang Straume writes out a check. The good people at Lostpedia seem to have found visual evidence that the date on the check is March 16, 1985, which at once makes me long for HDTV and takes me way back before HDTV existed, but only because I'm a bit preoccupied. When she hears her son cry out for help, Lara throws down her pen and runs out of the apartment, and past unit 104, 'til she gets to unit 4, which is just weird, because that's not how building numbers usually work and the complex isn't all that big. Plus as we'll later learn, she seems to have been viewing apartment 7. Anyhow, Lara and Trevor run into unit 4 and stop cold when they see a man's body lying on the floor. Trevor says, "Oh God, Mr. Vonner," and bends down to check the body for signs of life.Meanwhile, Lara asks Miles what happened and what he was doing in there.
Miles sounds like he's about to cry. "He -- he was all alone. He was scared. His chest hurt. He kept calling out for Kimberly." I need to smish him. Trevor says Kimberly is Vonner's wife who died last year and asks Miles how he'd know about that. Miles says, "I heard him." This must be the first time Miles has displayed his ability in front of his mother, because she seems genuinely confused and concerned as she asks what he's talking about. Besides, any kid worth his salt would out a parent who was trying to front at a moment like that. Mommy, it's just like that time when Grandma died and afterwards, when we went to the cemetery, I heard her say that Grandpa isn't your real father, and you told me to shut up or we'd be out of the will. And then you called her a 'whore' and threw rocks at her headstone. Mommy, what's a 'whore'?