Rachel cocked her head to the side slightly. She had a good talent for being able to tell when a person was lying and this man seemed to be genuine in all he was telling her. She tried to tell herself that, prior to meeting Dr. Rosen and the other alphas she worked with, her life had seemed a lot like science fiction, too. There was probably a scientific explanation for her arriving in Kansas as well.
“Like a hostel?” She hoped for a ‘yes’, otherwise it would have sounded uncomfortably similar to Jonestown. Rachel was always especially creeped out by stories of cults.