Michael fucked up. Bad. And he knows it, he had nearly torn his universe apart to find a way to keep Ted alive, to save his best friend, he already lost his twin sister, then Ted? Its no wonder he slips between universes in the near destruction of his, ending up here, where ever here was.

Michael didn't know, nor care, whare he was, remaining slumped in a dark park, he can probably get back, he had his suit on, but return to a place without the ones he cared about? He couldn't. A branch broke in the distance, Michael didn't move, he probably deserved whatever happened, after what he nearly destroyed.

"... Get it over with."

Michael muttered, assuming it was a threat, some bad guy or monster.