"Oh. Like a sort of... vision of the future. I can't say I understand it, really."

What an odd place he must come from, where shapeshifting is commonplace yet the concept of premonitions is unknown. She peers curiously at the projection, but it only shows the room, seemingly empty; nary a cockroach in sight.

"If you pick up this communicator thing -- the one we're talking on -- a door should open and let you out. There's a whole city here... though it's not much more than a very large cell."