A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun ≅ 001

[haspredilection]

[Here screams a girl. She’s in a semi-fetal position, arms around nothing. The first thing she notices is that nothing has hit her - the second is that nobody is protecting her.]

Ryan?

[She opens her eyes. Maybe you see this woman going crazy in front of you or maybe you’re witnessing it on the network. She feels down her body before sitting up.]

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[yesimagenius]

You're not in a coma but alt-world is a somewhat apt description. It's an alternative dimension so to speak. As far as I know there's no Ryan Atwood or Veronica Townsend here. There's likely a bathroom in one of the shops near you though.

I'm Spencer Reid

[haspredilection]

[Oh, another person. Not Ryan and no Mom but -- hey, it's a start.] Um. Thank you, Spencer Reid. Alternative dimension. Sort of like, Sliders or is there a more Heroes vibe?

[yesimagenius]

[You've confused Reid.] I don't--know what you're talking about. It's a pocket dimension, sealed away from other dimensions. In theory there are infinite dimensions all existing in a cluster. This one is outside that cluster. Or possibly at the center of the cluster in contact with all dimensions. I'm not really sure. Theoretical physics aren't my strong point. I'm working on that though.

[haspredilection]

[Sorry, Reid!] T.V. shows. Wow, this coma dream is a lot more elaborate than my last. So, how do I get out of this theoretically physical pocket dimension?