Skulduggery raised his gun, ready to fire at the Hollow Man, when, with an odd lack of transition, he found himself in what appeared to be a burned-down house, in front of a corpse, surrounded by a group of odd-looking people. The smell of ash was still thick in the air, and Skulduggery realized he had his gun raised in the face of one of the strangers, a girl with blonde hair. Quickly, Skulduggery ruled out the possibility of teleportation - Fletcher was the only living teleporter left, and he wasn't here. However, possibly he had been shunted into a different dimension. 
"Well, this is undeniably quite awkward. I'd lower my gun, but in this situation, I'm not sure I should. I don't suppose you people would oblige me, and tell me where this is, and why I'm here? It would be quite helpful." Skulduggery looked up, his skull smiling as ever.