Wren swears softly under their breath. A single emphatic "Fuck," followed by a "I am so missing my test tomorrow."

They were already taking a risk being sleep deprived, but they've been sleep deprived through tests before and done just fine.

Anyone in any English-speaking part of their world has heard of Cobalt City, and given Wren has never heard of Central City, well. They've never experienced alternative universe fuckery but they are a mask - they know a guy who knows a guy who's fallen into some mirror universe or another.

"And I'm guessing there's no handy publicly accessible wormhole ready to go to send those dropped in home?"