[It takes some fiddling, but he's got it; the boy panicked a bit, admittedly, when he couldn't flee into his room. So he's taken it upon himself to strategically hide while he recollects his bearings and figures out what to do. Which is admittedly taking a while.]
Miss Mattie, this is Takeshi...! I'm hiding in the cupboard!
voice.
Miss Mattie, this is Takeshi...! I'm hiding in the cupboard!
[spoken like it deserves a gold star, of course]
Why's there red lights? I don't like them.