Nineteen-fifties, America, brings people in from all across the universe somehow and doesn't let them back out. Uh- there's a girl it's got to do with, apparently, a little girl. You have to be careful about stepping out of line or you wind up droned, if you die you usually come back the next day. I don't know much more than anyone else, really. [ He shrugs, a little on the twitchy side, scratches the back of his head. ] People figured out a bit, and then I think it got around to a point where there's not really anything left out to figure out without having something really bad happening.