The things in the darkness are very aware of him. But they'll leave him alone for just-this-minute.

He lands on a busy street, LA traffic at it's best, a few people blink at him and are Very Confused. Inching towards scared.

Well, that's very uncomfortable. He shrinks his wings. Is there a place where he could make a phone call? Maybe someone that doesn't look particularly afraid of the winged person?

Further down the street there is a phonebooth! Most people seem to be scampering away, but there is one couple that is taking a picture of him with a disposable camera. They look kind of touristy.

Felix gives them a nervous smile. Don't objectify the wings, random tourists.

Okay, he will try to make a call, assuming that the phone booth is working.

It's kinda gross and falling apart! But there is a dial tone. Also it smells a lot inside.

Of course, it does. Well, he will try to make a call with the minimum contact required.

Wrong number? Felix tries again, recognizes the voice on the other end and apologizes.

He is not sure what's going on. He can't be near the Shattered Skies, there are no portals in sight.

Huh, maybe he should figure out where he is? Any signs identifying this place?

There are streets signs, most of which are probably not very helpful to him... but if he walks a little down the street there is a shop that has a bunch of maps for sale outside. They proudly display: The City of Angels. Los Angeles. Hollywood. Celebrity tours. Wanna go see where the famous people live? Book now! Great prices and more.

Did he just get Vanished across the country? Okay, this still sounds manageable-

There is a sharp stab in his chest. His wings nearly knock the stand down when he reflexively tries to get away from the pain.

A few people stop and stare, a few more walk away very quickly, and the owner of the store comes outside to yell at him.

"Sorry! I will... I leave," he says after the pain appears to have gone away.

He does that, by simply taking flight. He doesn't go very far just a couple of streets over, mostly to think and ponder his alternatives.

He lands in the parking lot of a... Blockbuster Video. The large blue ticket sign shines brightly down on him.

Probably blinking at the thing isn't very helpful, but what the fuck? They even have a paper cutout of True Lies.

Okay, this is probably a pocket dimension. That just happens to be like Los Angeles in... whatever time True Lies had paper cutouts in Blockbusters. This is very strange, but he can deal with it. Might be good to figure out the date? Can he figure out that? Maybe on a convenient newspaper or something.

-- there's someone behind him. They have glowing yellow eyes and sharp fangs.

"You lossst?" They hiss. Or lisps. A hiss that turns into a lisp.

Felix jumps out of his skin. "Gah, don't... surprise people like that, dude." He blinks at the yellow eyes and sharp fangs, but doesn't react nearly as must fear as most people would.

"You're new in town, right? You smell... fresh."

Felix squints at the fangs and yellow eyes. Are they real? Is this some kind of dreamshaping-created person with a weird personality?

"Uh, are you trying to... rob me? Intimidate me? Or something?"

"To be honest, I was just looking for something to eat."

Eat.

"This place has cannibals?"

He blinks at him

"Dude, I'm a vampire." He gestures at the fangs, "have you never heard of vamps before?"

"I have heard about vampires. I can't say I have heard of vampires with, uh, face like yours. For all I know you could've been some other kind of cannibal creature. Also, drinking blood totally counts as cannibalism."

"Isn't it only cannibalism if you're the same species?"

"Are vampires a different species? Like, aren't they made from non-vampire humans?"

"We're demons."

"Fine. This is splitting hairs. The relevant part is, do vampires feed from humans?"