As they crawled in the back (Lance in the center and Velma on the outside) they discovered the third passenger, who was, like they said, fast asleep. Lance gingerly spaced himself away from the stranger, taking care to keep his arms from bumping him. Velma pulled the door shut and they buckled in. At Jack's question, they exchanged a look. While a few hotel names sprung to mind, if they really weren't on New Ornath anymore, they wouldn't do any good. "I don't really know what's around here..." Velma said cautiously.<br/><br/>"Just whatever's closest is fine," Lance said with more confidence than he felt. "Thanks for doing this."<br/><br/>Jack turned on his music, and the two sat in silence. Lance looked contemplative, but Velma had a feeling he was just confused. She felt similarly. She had never heard a song in this genre, ever. But if no one really had made a song in it since 2130, it might not be too far fetched. That was a long time ago. Where and when were they?<br/><br/>"I think we messed up," Lance whispered to Velma.<br/><br/>"We didn't do anything wrong," Velma answered in a hushed voice, looking out the window as unfamiliar buildings zoomed by. But she understood what he meant. She honestly felt like she was maybe dreaming, or hallucinating. But at the same time, she didn't really think she was imaginative enough to come up with something like this.<br/><br/>Lance opened his mouth to say something else, then paused. "Do you hear that?" He asked Velma, but I'm a voice loud enough for the others to hear.<br/><br/>"Hear what?" Velma asked, but just as she did she heard it- a low hum. And out of the corner of her eye, she saw blue light cover the window, and flood the compartment. Once again, the blue light blinded them as the device activated.