Um. ( ignis all but shushes him, and the doubt is a cold drop in his gut; was he really imagining things? it's unlikely ignis would lie about any of this, but there's definitely stuff here that doesn't add up. when prompto speaks again it's slow, almost hesitant as he makes an attempt at putting the pieces together. ) Wayward Pines? Small town, surveillance equipment everywhere, tried really hard to look and feel normal but still Big-Brother kinda deal?