Oh great. This whole place has gone to hell. You too?
Shit. Okay, hang on. Short answer is you were here in your future and you work for a really big band instead of the Rock 'n' Roll Clown. You're in Mordhaus, the band's compound and castle, in the worker's barracks. Last I checked, you kept your coke under your mattress.
I'm a little too busy to deal with you right now in full capacity, but I assure you, Robyn, that everything is fine. Yes, you know me.