Jim didn't have anything in particular against kids so long as they were quiet and didn't get in his way. He glanced at the pair, one looking sheepish and the other still shoving food into his face. That wasn't the problem.

Having been on lockdown for the last few days, it was impossible to think that they were another set of victims from the Rift when it was closed to everything except transdimensional data streams. Here was no room for people sized objects or even transporter beams to make it through.

So did they show up before lockdown? Nah. Someone would have run into them, theoretically, before now. And the kids might even look upset.

They didn't. That was strange.

"You're trespassing," Jim said, arms folded over his chest. "How'd you get in?"