He had traveled from Kahndaq with Jay Garrick because his Gods and his king had demanded it, and has found himself lost, somewhere in America, immersed in magic. This isn't what I do, he thinks. My purpose is to stop and kill terrorists, not ... whatever this was.
He considered his companions ... Jay Garrick was, apparently, a lightning fast superhero from World War II, returned after a long absence in search of the Helm of Nabu, which the Goddess Bastet also charged him with finding. To this end they enlisted the stage magician Zachary Zatara, whose role as a performer masked the fact that he was in fact truly a mage. Zatara was young, about his own age, and he was arrogant, but he knew his work ... he lead the three of them to John Constantine, who had somehow come into possession of the Helm.
Constantine was tainted by darkness. Seeing that was one of Abdullah's gifts. He wasn't completely corrupt. There was a spark of goodness left in him, enough to help them in their hour of need, but he exacted a price. There was always a price with people like him.
The Fictional Man had been also tracking the Helm, and had nearly killed Constantine earlier. Wanting him removed as a threat seemed a reasonable request, but now that they were there, Abdullah found there was something about him that didn't sit right. He stepped back from the bound villain and adjusted his vision. When he wanted to, he could see connections to The Bleed. It was part of his gift to be able to travel through dimensions. Most people simply radiated energy from this world. Some had tangential connections to other worlds. He wasn't sure what it meant ... Garrick and Zatara were connected to one world, Constantine to another. There had been talk of the multiverse having been ... rebooted ... maybe it had something to do with that. Maybe it was just a signature from their previous travels.
Whatever it was, The Fictional Man didn't have it. No connection to other worlds. No connection to this world.
"He's not from anywhere," he said aloud. "He has no connections to Bleedspace at all. It's like he doesn't exist."
Abdullah's head was filled with questions.
Who was this man? Who was manipulating him? And where was the new Dr. Fate?