This is not the building he'd aimed for.
Alex crouches on the rooftop, blue eyes darting, taking in everything. There's nothing he recognises. None of the buildings are right, none of the sounds are right, even the air isn't Manhatten's.
He looks back at the building he's just jumped from, and gets a nasty shock. It's not there any more. Somehow,
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