Riddle 001: Where am I?

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[Edward groans blearily and rubs his eyes, having fallen asleep in a squashy armchair in the corner of his new bedroom. He looks around, briefly. His eyes slowly go wide as he's bombarded with thoughts. This isn't my office. He looks down at himself. These aren't my clothes. He glances up at his desk, which feature pictures of a group of young children, a young woman, and... himself?! That can't be me. He pushes himself up, heading over towards the window. One peek outside and his eyes go wider. This certainly isn't Gotham!

He darts out of his bedroom and starts searching the house for a computer, a phone, an exit, something. He moves quickly, unsure if he's been abducted by anyone. Finally, he comes across an old rotary phone. Compulsively, he reaches for the phone, dials a number, and speaks into it with an urgent, hushed whisper.]

Gotham City Police Department? This is Edward Nigma, get Commissioner Gordon on the line! This is incredibly urgent.

Comments

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

Ah... pardon me, but...

I believe you might have the wrong number. This is Mayfield, not Gotham City.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

...Mayfield?

Must have forgotten to dial for a long distance call.

[Not bothering to apologize, he hangs up, then redials the same number.]

Hello? Hello?

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

I... I can still hear you.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

...

[Eddie sighs a low, exasperated sigh into the phone.]

I take it the phones don't call outside of town?

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

I do not know. I have never heard of phones before I came here.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Never heard of---?

[He stops himself. Calm down, Edward. Taking another breath, Eddie speaks up once again.]

What is this place?

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

It is a small town called Mayfield. According to my husband, we are in America.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Mayfield.

[He doubts this woman would know where this place is in relation to Gotham. Still...]

Is there anything else you can tell me about this Mayfield?

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

All I can really say is odd things happen here once in a while. Why they happen, I do not know.

Oh, and refrain from drinking the milk that's left on your doorstep.

[puzzlerprince.livejournal.com]

Milk? What---why?

[lovely-crane.livejournal.com]

My neighbors warned me that it was poison. But the milk from the store is okay.