Indy recognized when his brain was being picked, but he didn't see too much harm in sharing at least some information. Hopefully this guy would be sensible enough not to rush out there and toss through everything before Indy had a chance to get a more thorough search in. "The ruins of a small town," he answered. "Looks like it's from a little before my present time--that is, about eighty years before when we are now, give or take a few."

Now he got a little cagier--that probably wouldn't be enough for the other man, but at the same time, he didn't want to make too many shaky conjectures or make the place sound too intriguing. The less other patients got involved, the better. "Hard to say yet what happened to it--most of the buildings have been smashed in. A lot of human skeletons are grouped together in one site, the church--the central religious building," he added, in case the word wasn't part of the religious context of wherever the hell this guy came from. "I just had enough time for a preliminary look there before I got dragged back. I'm hoping to do some more work out there soon, though."