His attention drawn back to the device he had been given at the gate earlier, Yuki looked down at his own for a brief moment. "It's some kind of journal, as far as I know."

Looking over at Jack's electronic device, he made a grudging sound of agreement at the other man's last statement. He knew that the city Paixao did not exist anywhere on the map, and entertaining the thought of being sucked through a dimension was just too far-fetched, although he was beginning to believe it.

Somewhat.

"Think there's a map inside?" He continued idly, dropping his cigarette butt to the ground and crushing it under his heel. If everyone had these things here, then it would only be correct to assume that other uses besides being a journal.

Feeling more like a bloody tourist than anything, Yuki flipped open his own journal and started it up, taking a few brief moments to get used to the configurations.