...What. What sort of a game is THAT? WHO sent him here, and why? And why him? His mind races, trying to make any sort of sense out of this, and failing.

"Is there anything at all you CAN tell me?" he asks at last. Despite himself, he takes the pistol, praying he won't regret this, that this isn't all just a delusion of his, that he's still in the REAL forest, looking insane.