Carter kept making that confused frown, like a cat confronted with a locked door. "I still don't think that can be right....but I guess I don't know about this sort of thing as much as somebody who's more used to this. They do a lot of things here that I couldn't ever do back home." He was trying to find some way of reconciling this with everything he knew to be true and none of it wanted to add up. "This kind of makes my head hurt," he confessed. The Institute didn't exist in a world that went by the rules of 1943, or the rules of Bullfrog, North Dakota.