Wilson frowned slightly at the strange speech of the man, but quickly shrugged it off. After meeting tv show characters and homicidal literary figures, what was one more idiosyncrasy?
"You're in...well, the City. It's another dimension that seems to draw in people - and things - from different backgrounds just to see what's going to happen."
Wilson carefully laid a hand on the man's shoulder, hanging up on the squawking emergency line operator who was trying to demand his name and location.
"Do you remember how you got here? What you were doing before you got hurt?"