[righting his hat, Shelley clamored back into an upright position and brushed down the sleeves of his coat with his hands. It cleared the leaves off, but did nothing for the bits of dried mud stuck to the fabric.]

Anything that finds you and tries to take you somewhere else is most likely not planning anything nice,

[He said, sounding tired.]

That's what I mean by being taken to a secondary location. You're in for a lot of hurt if that happens.