(Forward from the last scene, this time Loki is from post-Avengers as Thor carts him off to face trial in Asgard. He has only just arrived on the train and is very displeased.)
Oh, what new type of despicable prison was this? Whence did the fields of bovine appear? And the music? That was clearly meant to drive him to the brink of insanity. The thunderous clouds outside implied that certainly his brother was close, though, and no doubt responsible for this creation.
Because it seemed like the thing to do, no matter how futile the attempt would no doubt be, Loki tried the handle of the door of the room in which he suspected himself to be imprisoned. He could barely contain his surprise when the door swung open quite easily, allowing him access to a corridor. Similar doors mirrored his on either side but there was apparently no one guarding him.
"Brother?" Loki questioned, looking up and down the hallway. The uncertainty and the unfamiliarity of the place were making him apprehensive. "I wish you no misgiving, but an explanation for this would be welcomed..."