Bruce grunts as he sits up, looking around this new environment, it looked like Gotham, but not his Gotham. Slightly off to his own Gotham. Now why is he here? Joker. As usual, he was up to no good messing with tech he didn't understand fully, ending up sending Bruce into a different universe when he tried to stop Joker.

Bruce now stands alone in the dark, eerie empty Gotham street, maybe its just an abandoned part of town? Or some big bad here had a curfew... Either way, Bruce is on edge, grappling to a roof to survey the area. Maybe this world had reliable heroes to talk to and get help returning home from.

"This looks like Crime Alley... But not exactly like mine, different buildings, or swapped locations..."

Bruce muttered his observation to organize his thoughts.