"I read the not," he admitted and shrugged. "It didn't make much sense." All he had to do was look around to know this wasn't what he was used to. It was obviously Manhattan or a good likeness, but it lacked the devastation he'd seen so recently. That could only be a good thing, right?
"How did we get here? Why does Goodland look like Manhattan, but not our Manhattan? How do we get home?"