Sol tilts his head in confusion, "Maybe they didn't hear me?" he thought out loud. Glancing around the room he notices everyone with the helmets on, after being handed one of the same devices the teen slips it onto his head. Slowly his surroundings dissolves away into a war-torn landscape; full with destroyed buildings, rubble and various soldiers with an assortment of weapons. "Huh.. neat," he notes with a blank face before deciding to take a nice long walk around the place.