[The first sign that something's wrong is that he's laying flat on his back. He knows he's not where he fell asleep before he even opens his eyes, because he fell asleep on his desk, and there aren't any beds on the mountain. At least, he's pretty sure he would've seen one by now, if there were.

Come to think of it....where did sensei sleep...?

He vaults out of his bunk easily enough, he can check over the weird new....spacesuit...? while he's on the move. Already he doesn't like the looks of things. Far too function-over-form to mean anything but military, government, or something very similar. Something feels...weird...about all of this.]

Well, there's gravity... [He pokes along carefully, notably keeping the helmet on, and thoroughly investigates the mess hall and bathrooms. He does not enter the theater, but does stand outside the door, back to the wall. Eavesdropping. He doesn't know that he'll hear anything of use, but so far this is the most suspicious place.

When he's done with that, he'll hit the library and carefully browse the shelves, not actually selecting anything. It looks almost more like he's taking inventory than anything else. Anyone who gets close enough can even hear him reading off the titles in a whisper.]