Jack walked around trying to find someone that would talk to him and tell him where he was. "This is pointless. Everyone I try to tlk to thinks I'm some kind of creep." Jack sighed in his helmet. "Atleast that tells me that I'm the only one with this kind of gear. I wouldn't want any other soldier get stuck here too...where ever this is." He walked until he reached a park. "Alright, time to see if anything really is busted." He layed some of his gear on a park picnic table and began going through it. He was taking some of it apart and then back together just to make sure no peices that were damaged from his crash.