As Cam was pulled up into the apparent paradise Travis looked around a bit more now that they were both up here. It really did look perfect, too perfect even. Travis' eyes looking towards the dense forest that could hide literally anything within it. "I don't think it's quite that simple, but I have a feeling that we are going to find out soon." Travis' eyes looking towards the single concrete building that stood out upon the field they stood upon. It stuck out like a sore thumb and as Travis approached it he saw a small logo painted on the door.<br/><br/>As he came closer he read it. "D.W. Broadcasting Company." Which seemed to confuse Travis even more, what terrorist organization would operate on a tropical island as a Broadcasting Company. "Well, that would explain the cameras.." Travis remarked, his eyes looking up into some of the trees, finally noticing the cameras in the trees too, they seemed to be watching the two of them still and Travis got a sinking feeling in his stomach. "And I'm afraid we were meant to escape.." Travis whispered, his eyes looking pointedly at the cameras that were all around them, focused only on them.