Danny has a look on his face that implies he's vaguely sick to the gills about this, but he's got his gun in his hands and takes a deep breath to calm himself down before his mood can get any worse. "Yeah, yeah," he echoes in a whisper, keeping his posture low as he follows. "I got it." The house is coming into view and he can see the strange cars in front of it.

He doesn't know how, but somehow they've managed to come back to this exact day.