I don't understand. This wasn't where I was before. The dragon— He's not here, is he? It went all full medieval theme on me with those suits of armor tossing me out like that. And this place is...well, the sun is out by itself, so this must be somewhere
not Los Angeles. Don't recognize this library or this street. And never had one of these. No, that's a lie. I did, but it wasn't quite like this, which isn't a lie.
...Angel, are you here somewhere? That's a stupid question. The chances of you knowing how to work one of these is slim to none. You could barely check your voicemail. Nina, maybe? Gwen?
Someone, just answer me, please. I am not going to be stuck somewhere alone, again.
the silence is deafening