Well, that confirmed Rhett's suspicions about Marco... that was one mystery solved, he supposed. Now if only they could figure out what the fuck was going on.
He shrugged. "Maybe? It's not any kind of prison that I know about. Definitely not the kinds you see on TV shows and in movies," he smirked. "I mean... If we tally up everything we've come across... The wristbands, the cameras, our clothes, no employees... and a really nice fucking house... it doesn't really point to anything obvious. I mean, it comes off as more of a... deranged science experiment, or something."
Rhett continued down to the next floor, poking his head over the railing.