One of our contacts is missing!

Holy crap! David Wincott’s moved!
He’s now standing directly outside fence entrance to the Hollows, rather than being off to the side in the sandbag redoubt.
Not earthshattering, but …
I signed in on Katherine’s laptop, now that I’ve bumped it up to 1Gb RAM — graphics are fuzzy but decent — and brought in Al McGordo, trotted over to say hi to David … and he wasn’t there.
HE WASN’T THERE.
It was like the tram had gone missing or something. Three “Troll Task Force” members, but no Wincott. Was he off looking for his boy?
I looked around, and spotted him several feet away at his new position.
Weird. Not sure why they did it (were folks having problems finding him?).
Weird. And unsettling. What next — Ms Liberty joining the dancers under the Atlas statue?