"Oh, I don't doubt the intent behind it was entirely malicious," Methos replied. "I was just pointing out that the information itself could theoretically still be valid. Confusing us with the truth, as it were, rather than relying on falsehoods."

He peered up at the ceiling, brow knitting as he ran through a series of short mental calculations. "They wouldn't have to extend it that far, if it was what they were doing. I doubt most of the people here have managed to get the lay of the land around this compound, so they'd be escaping in the dark, on foot, through rough and unfamiliar terrain that's most likely populated with hostile creatures. Not to mention any human guards who may have been posted in the surrounding area."

Methos shrugged eloquently, dragging his concentration away from the headache-inducing hypothetical. "It's a moot point either way, as we can't verify anything unless we manage to make it far enough out to escape their influence."