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GM January 1st, 2017, 12.05AM On a road deep inside Wharton State Forest... The truck, or whatever it was, jerked and skittered across the thousandth patch of ice. James White of Earth-W 1042005 had an advantage over almost any other life-form, but with a sack over his head, power-nullifying manacles clamped around his wrists and ankles, and a sedative drug coursing through his body those powers were a pretty abstract comfort. Like knowing what that bright, hot thing in the sky is seconds before the meteorite hits you. Around him he could hear the breath of his captors. They were, to a...potentially man, silent, but the catch of their lungs, the easing of armored suits and the rattle of cumbersome metal objects at least gave some idea of what kinds of people would drug a guy at a tavern celebrating New Year's Eve. Suddenly, one spoke "What about the League?" Another "Hm?" "They'll come for him." "The dupe will work long enough. John Adams knows his job. It'll be months before anybody notices and never until they find us." The other grunted skeptically, but lapsed into another long silence. Very thankfully, they hadn't bothered to cover James' ears or mouth with anything more than the sack.

OOC thread for this thread. X-Files stuff and maybe some other things WHO KNOWS.