Robert groaned as he got up putting his hand on his head as it felt like he got hit by a truck. He blinked a few times letting his eyes readjust to the light of the purely white room, which was completely the opposite of his old room which was kept dimly lit, because of his edgy teenager phase. When he opened his eyes he slowly sat up from his grey cot which felt like sleeping on a stack of bricks, he'd have to thank the owner for the back pains later. When he looked around the room he saw that only other one person in the room was dressed completely normally in a blue jacket and green cap as for the rest... Well there was a guy in a mask and suit, who immediately went to his possibly a criminal list gives off serial killer vibe, a girl in a steampunk outfit, probably what they call a weeaboo, and a girl sitting a table, with a face like the sun and wearing an outfit he didn't think where practical in anyway what so ever.

"So either I got taken by cult or Japan." He muttered to himself sarcastically he should have been more fearful, but it wasn't in his nature to start panicking, though he had hoped that his parents didn't get a heart attack over this, well they being who they are would probably use every contact they had to search for him. He grinned at the thought of his overprotective parents. The girls didn't seem to have noticed he was awake yet, but he picked up that the red headed girl was having the same splitting migraine that he had. Robert took a deep breath was about to introduce himself when he heard...

"I'm very sorry about that. Unfortunately that's a side-effect of Witchelny's magic opening up a gate and drawing you here from your world."

At the absurdity of that statement Robert's brain could only squeeze out the question.

"What?"