Incoming MSF sub commander who's rather lost

[subcommander_kaz]

--what the? Am I dreaming? [The blond found that he was laying on the cold metal floor of some sort of building he'd never seen before. His trademark aviators had flown off his face and were laying about three feet from him. Snatching them up off the floor the placed them back onto his face. Where was he? Last thing he remembered was speaking to Paz about playing his guitar. Well, that might not ever happen now.]

Weird. Have I been kidnapped? Boss? Can you hear me? [Kaz tried the CODEC to see if he could contact his comrade.]