"I'll see what I can do," Owen said, though he didn't sound as if it was a priority. It wasn't. He mock saluted Simms before turning away to leave. "I'll be back later." He wanted to find Cecilia and frankly, his curiosity about this place had gotten the better of him since waking up. He felt a little ridiculous in his uniform but it was what it was and it wasn't like he could take it off. With any luck They had left him a change of clothes in whatever house they had placed him in.
The house on the map didn't seem too far from the police department, but Owen took his time, taking in the sight of the small town. Everything was small and tidy and fake. Even the grass was fake. Finding his house, Owen paused and looked up at it before taking a breath and stepping up to the door to open it.
"Hello?" he called, always on guard. Zenith had prepped him pretty well to expect the worst.