The first thing that strikes you is that the man standing beside the door indeed isn’t Burgundy. Doesn’t look like a Bogknight at all. You have no idea who he is.
The second thing that strikes you is that he’s looking directly at you. You quickly step behind a nearby bed, looking as natural as possible. Are you actually visible in the past somehow? Are you looking at it, or are you actually travelling there? With time magic involved, you can’t be that sure.
You carefully step around. A bulky woman who looks like a sailor brushes past you; your arm passes right through hers. So you’re not physically here, which makes sense. Indeed, if you concentrate hard, you can see the present, and you haven’t actually moved an inch. This might be confusing if you think too hard about it, so you focus yourself on the shadow of the past.
So was it a coincidence? Or maybe some form of magic. Something like, you’ve sent some kind of shadow made of ether into the past and wizards can see you?
You don’t like that explanation much, not least because it strongly suggests you’re a wizard and that would be a headache you really don’t need. You decide to keep out of his sight just in case, though.
You also opt to figure out where you are. You spot yourself and Susan walking into one of the latrines with a cover. That gives you a rough sense of the timeframe, at least.
You also spot Evan – with a bracelet – talking to someone in a heavy coat. You concentrate.
“Sorry,” the man says, and sprays something in Evan’s face. “It smells real bad, but it’ll clear out those unpleasant thoughts. And the rest of them, too.“
Evan looks real dizzy. The man pulls him behind a curtain, presumably to an empty bed. And then, a moment later, Evan walks out from behind it… not wearing a bracelet.
He said he saw the man just after you first came in, not during the lockdown. But he didn’t seem that sure, and whatever hit him seems to have muddled his senses.
“Evan” heads towards the emergency exit, and here you watch very carefully so you’re out of the watchman’s line of sight.
“You here to lock the door?“ the watchman asks.
“Oh, yes, I’ll be right there.“
And just as “Evan” reaches the door, it opens. You just manage to catch a brief glimpse of who’s on the other side, but it’s enough to recognize them.