Having just gotten pass the security check, Paul was making his way out the airport when he collided with a woman, who appeared to be in a hurry. Standing up he dusted himself off, picking up the papers that fell from his suitcase. Finally turning to the woman he knew it was bad idea to make waves, so simply stated, "it was my fault Ms, my name is Paul Douglas, you may have heard of me I'm here to see what I can find out..." he shut up and changed his tune, "You seem in rather a hurry, care to explain why?"<br/><br/>As he closed over his case he wondered if he should hang about, but he had an idea and well E.U had told him to be thorough so with that he launched into an interview, "Ms, how much has changed since your nation halted much of the information leaving."<br/><br/>The guards must have heard him and gave him a warning glance.<br/><br/>This was clearly a nation in grips of fear, but why. That's what he intended to find out, he had one week to begin to find this out, then he would have to leave, this could be story of the year and get him another Pulitzer or get him killed. Hopefully he was just being overly morbid.