Red Arrow continues walking. You don't follow. He notices, and turns.
"What's wrong?" He asks.
"No," You shake your head, "That's impossible, I can't be here,"
"How?" Red Arrow crosses his arms, interested in what you have to say.
"Why didn't I think of this before?" You yell, "This isn't real, you're a fictional character! You don't exist, and the Justice League of America most certainly does not exist!"
"What are you talking about?" Red Arrow laughs, clearly thinking you where joking, "Of course I do, I am right in front of you,"
You shake your head violently, "No. This is a dream, when I fell over I got knocked out, this is a dream,"
Red Arrow narrowed his eyes, "No, if this was a dream could I do this,"
He walks over to you, and pinches you. You flinch. It hurt.
"If that was a dream," Red Arrow continues, "You wouldn't have felt that. You'd be awake at home,"
He has a point, you think. But nonetheless, this wasn't possible. It might be a hallucination. There had to be some logical reason behind this.
Red Arrow looked at you patiently. You nod for him to continue walking, but he shakes his head.
"How did you know my name?" He asks. You paused, not sure how to explain it. You think of an excuse- anything.
"I'll explain later," You say eventually, not sure how to explain that he shouldn't exist. He shook his head.
"No, tell me,"
You slowly explain that back home the Justice League of America and all the superheroes in it are just characters from comic books. None of them were real people.
He looked at you for a few minutes. The laughed, "You're off your nutter, you know that?"
You pause, then laugh too, "Yeah, I guess,"
But to yourself you thought, He doesn't believe me. He think I'm having him on. That this is a joke. Well it isn't. This is serious.
He continues walking. You follow, still mentally worrying. He leads you into a huge room. You recognise it straight away. It's the meeting hall.
"The meeting room," You say aloud. Red Arrow nods, pleased.
"Yup,"
There is a huge table, with chairs all around it. And next on one of the chairs was a hammer, with "Black Canary," engraved on it.
"She's the leader, isn't she?" You say, although you already know the answer. Red Arrow nods.
He pulls out his mobile, and a happy jingle rings out as his dials a number.
"What are you doing?" You ask, worried that he might be calling the police. Or worse.
"I am calling an emergency meeting," He says.
"…why?" You're confused.
"Why?" He laughs, "You turn up out of nowhere, without triggering any of our security systems or appearing on the monitor, and claim you don't know how you got here, and that we don't exist? I wonder why,"
You realise that you may have sounded like an idiot, and apologise. You watch as he talks furious in the phone, having a heated conversation.
He's just like he was in the comics, You think. What will the others be like?
