Rick was bored. After the plane ride and a taxi, he was hoping to go for a run or something. As the golf cart prattled down the road Rick was starting to see the experiment place, not really impressive, but it was quiet. Something Rick had needed. 

As the golf cart stopped in front of his house, the scientist was talking about something and giving him a notepad. Probably important, Rick scanned it and saw names, places, and times. He would look at it later. Thanking the scientist, Rick grabbed his luggage and walked towards the entrance and noticed the punching bag he had asked for was on the porch. As he opened the door, he was astonished. Everything was as he specified. There was a large stone fireplace, a bear skin rug, and a comfortable love seat in the living room, while the kitchen had wood finishing and stocked with lots of scotch, whiskey, and the good bottled beers. As Rick made his way upstairs he placed his luggage on the floor next to his closet. The bed was a queen sized mattress with an oh so soft be comforter. The floors were hardwood and a large rug covered the floor. Looking into the bathroom, Rick also took note of the large shower, it was one of those that had multiple shower heads so you get to feel water flowing at you from multiple sides. Which was nice. Walking back down the stairs, Rick made a happy sigh and just savored the quiet, which was shattered moments later. With an annoying buzzing sound, Rick made his way to the source which turned out to be the mail. Messing with the options, Rick changed it to a blues song he had liked in the military. 

Looking over the letter, it seemed there was a mandatory meeting happening pretty soon, about ten minutes in fact. Gazing at the map, Rick found the town hall and decided a jog could do him good. As he started his jog he noticed some of his neighbors were leaving their houses as well, [i]"It was bound to happen sometime Rick. Just try to keep your cool."[/i] With that in mind, Rick continued his jog and made his way to the hall.