Ever the curious one. But alright, I'll bite. This happened last year, dozen of people finding themselves in this circus suddenly. But they were gone no sooner than they'd arrived. I'm here because I'm one of the unlucky ones. I guess you could call this a prison, in a separate universe from our own. I can't tell you much more simply because I don't have the information. And what I do have isn't relevant to you, since you aren't going to be doing us any good.

[Since you know, he'll be gone shortly anyway.]