[Michael tries to come up with a good answer. Something authoritative or comforting or even something that makes him sound like he isn't exactly as lost as the humans--and he comes up short.]

They don't. This doesn't. None of this does. Either this is some kind of a test from the Judge or Shawn's finally gotten inventive or this... really does exist in some strand of the multiverse. And it shouldn't.

[He takes a deep breath, rubs a hand across his forehead.]
I'm as old as the universe, and I have no idea what's going on here.