"It's strange," he agrees. "Have you spoken with other people who came here freely?" Malcolm would be interested in figuring out who those people are because it could possibly help in his investigation.

Letting out a short laugh, he shakes his head. "I've tried to leave. Every time I walk through the woods, eventually I end up back at the front gates."

It's weird and disorienting. After doing it a few times, he stopped. It wasn't getting him anywhere other than creeped out.