Who: Tony and open When: Not long after he arrives Where: Wandering around Ridgeway, maybe his cabin eventually What: Figuring out what the hell is going on Rating: Low Status: Incomplete
It was some giant nerd convention. That was the only way he could figure it. Why else would a bunch of people who believed in magic, who thought they were weapons, all be bunched together in one place? The only problem with that theory was that whilst he was fully aware of McGee's intelligence, he really did know his co-worker didn't have the ability to pull something like this off. How could he have gotten him here?
The last time he'd been taken by a suspect, he'd been drugged. That had just been one big barrel of laughs. And Kate had been...well, it hadn't been the most entertaining experience of his life. This wasn't rating much higher, so far.
So far, he'd avoided the cabin he had supposedly been 'assigned' to. What kind of cop did they think would walk in to a building to wait around for his kidnappers? Still, he couldn't wander around this place forever. As he wandered the paths not far from the cabins, he kept a sharp eye on his surroundings, comforted by the presence of his sig, still tucked away in its holster which somehow, the people who brought him here had failed to take away from him.