"As far as strange things go, your world is pretty tame," Jack said, gesturing with his now freed hand for Henry to follow him to his office. Jack had such a strange collection of modern and retro styles and as he hung up his coat on the old fashioned coat rack and fell into a creaking wooden chair, Henry would be able to see the photos behind him of things that couldn't possibly exist from worlds that couldn't possibly exist either.

And still, there was no way that they were artist renderings.

"Paperwork first or do you want to see where you're going to be living?" Sorry, Henry. You'll have to stay on site for awhile, no nice house by the water for you yet.