Jacob takes a deep breath, stepping away from the other, dropping his hands back to his sides. He has no idea where he is, why he's here, or how to get away. The fact that no one else has answers to these questions doesn't help, it doesn't lend him any sort of comfort, it doesn't make him feel that suddenly he's part of something larger.

It makes him desperate to get the answers.

"Who would know? Why we're here?"