Alec, who is only used to being flagrantly disobeyed by people he loves and lets get away with it, lets out an immediate and indignant scoff. "Seriously?" He hasn't actually put two and two together on what V is implying yet, but he still contemplates just leaving, if only because he's tetchy in the best of circumstances and this is not a best of anything. He gets as far as striding irritably over to the door, which does not budge even after a moment of prolonged doorknob rattling and an insistent tug or two. "Seriously?" he repeats, rounding back on the beds. He should be able to yank a cheap door off its hinges, but for some reason he can't get any of his runes to work.

He thinks about the weird dream again, but even with mounting evidence he isn't sure what to make of it.

"Alright, up. Now." he demands, more sharply than last time, stressed and trying to avoid freaking out by somehow taking control of the situation. Historically, that has not been a great tactic when he's not surrounded by people he already has command over, but that's a minor detail. "I have no idea where I am, and if you do know, then I want answers."