"I can't say this is unusual."

The fact was that aliens existed. Amazonians, Atlanteans, Metahumans. The concept of reality slipping and another version of himself, or even someone he knew, was hardly as mind bending as it would have been a few years ago. His mind sometimes struggled to remind itself that this was all reality now and again. That hardly meant that reality wasn't what it was.

A younger Catwoman. It brought back certain memories better left tucked away.

"The man inside the car--he's not dead, is he?"