Walking along leisurely with Mohan, Dugan feels himself relax. Although he still has no idea what the hell happened, or where he is, he finds that he is becoming more comfortable with the situation. A thought occurs to him -<em>Stockholm Syndrome?</em>He almost giggles at the ridiculousness of it. Although it's possible he could have somehow been kidnapped, something in the back of his mind knows this is not the case; that this is opportunity breaking down his front door, and whisking him away to something more real than he has ever known before. He realizes he's wearing a silly grin as he walks, but doesn't quite find the energy to care. He takes a deep breath of clean air -<em>I wonder if they even use cars?</em>he wonders momentarily - and is about to say something about the lovely weather, when suddenly he notices two men in brown coats and ties walking towards the two of them purposefully. Something about the two makes the skin on the back of his neck crawl, until he realizes,<em>we haven't seen another soul out here since I arrived</em>. Almost unconsciously, he begins slowing down.