[Shenandoah]

Mazin looked at her with a frown as light emanated from her hands. "I'm not sure..." Even as he spoke, Mike passed out. "But if it is what's wrong with him... we have no luck to take and move him anywhere else. I can just look at that armor and tell we're too weak to pick all that metal up."

((Mini-fast foward...))

In the end, they were able to slowly haul the unconscious form of the administrator off to one side of the square where the login point was. Mazin sat against the wall of a nearby house, dozing as he waited and trying to ignore the numbness that was where his butt used to be.

Michael chose to awaken as the dawn spread through the sky. "Ugh..." he groaned, shifting and causing a loud grinding sound to be heard. "Where... am I?"

"You're still logged in, Mike," Mazin said, having stirred when Mike woke up. "Or something..." His eyes were sleepy and his voice was dull. "We haven't figured it out yet... You okay?" Mike sat up and his eyes widened as he looked at the differences from just a while ago for him. The administrator was stunned into silence for a very long moment.