[ Neal whistles under his breath. Whoever brought them here--and there has to be a whoever of some kind--didn't spare any expense on atmosphere. ]

Okay. Colonial Revival architecture, coastal city. Provided we are in some kind of dimension that has the US, we're probably in the northeast.

[ He makes a beeline for Town Hall, only half-caring if Malcolm follows him. A person can tell a lot about a place from the notes its residents leave. ] Anyone stake out the General Store or Grey Gull to see if they can spot who's doing the restocking?