Sitting down, Connor takes a moment before starting to speak.

"We've all been brought here against our will, though I'm not sure exactly how. Nobody knows where this is, either. It's not... normal, though."

He looks disturbed himself as he explains, because he isn't used to this yet. He was made to adapt, but this isn't something he's been able to adapt to yet.

Which irritates him, honestly. He should be better despite the situation.

"All I know is that death isn't permanent here. People have died and woken up half an hour later on a bench outside. And when the fog rolls in, it seems like things get worse."

Luckily the fog is back to normal levels now, but it still should be warned about.

"I don't know how to leave, but we have to be careful here."