Lex doesn't know what the fuck just happened. He was walking through the Academae campus and he was passing by the fountain and everything suddenly - twisted. And then he was somewhere else - between impossibly tall buildings, made of sooty gray stone and iron and glass. He's never felt so much iron in one place. And the smell - almost completely inorganic, like oil and burnt grease. It's dark, not that it matters - he could navigate by metalcraft alone, in this place.
"Where the fuck am I?" he asks rhetorically in a language that hasn't been seriously spoken on this planet in hundreds of years..