"Yo, is there anyway you can send me the data you're lookin' at?" Hardison asked. "I would kill to see what this looks like from the outside. An' I might be able to figure a few things about what they got goin' on." Scrubbing a hand over his face, he added, "So, like...this is some kind of simulation, you think? It would explain why they got the surroundings're right, but all the people are off."

Like some kind of Danger Shop sim, only with kidnapping and aliens.