So it's not just me... but if people are suddenly being brought here there must be someone behind it, right? Who's doing this? Why?

[This whole thing was still surreal and would certainly take a while to get used to. Jack takes note of the book in the boy's hand, realising that it is similar to his own.]

They have a welcome center? Guess they're really not strangers to visitors in that case.

[Well, he can't stand around here forever and the kid seems to know what he's talking about.]

I'm Jack. What's your name, kid?