Really strange couple of days, should have time to write about it later. For now, they're not after us anymore and we can rest a little. Maybe I'll write it like a story, since it seems like I've been living a story for a month. Or subjectively, years. Might make more sense that way.
For now, Seattle is nice for certain values of Seattle. But we're not in the Seattle most people can read. We're technically somewhere inside Seattle on a different level.
I think we're in Steam. And boy howdy is it crowded.