You could be a Jeopardy contestant. [ Sorry Alec. Neal is feeling a little cross at the moment. He's been here long enough to replace his chic New York wardrobe with a baggy sweater and slightly too-long jeans, and even three pairs of socks one on top of the other don't keep his feet from sliding around in the boots he scavenged from one of the houses.

It's very, very creepy to pull together a mismatching wardrobe from the clothes of people who randomly disappeared. Neal eyes the other man for a moment. ]

No clue, see previous, see previous. As far as I've gathered, no one has any idea what's going on.