Altered Realms Of Reality

The adventure of a quantum man. I used to be much larger. I used to live on Sagittarius. Doubt me? I doubt myself these days.

There on some parallel realm, the US used Celsius and to have a temperature meant you were 100 C. Makes me wonder if fat suits are just avatars from someplace else stuck in a heated environment. To live for years at 73 constant without snow. Now to have snow and live at 1 C. Makes me question my sanity these days. Do I remember correctly or am I just caught up in some grand adventure?

From Guest Contributor Clinton Siegle

This Isn't Happening

The man shambled into town. He was weak from exhaustion and covered in blood, though the lack of obvious wounds suggested it might not be his own. A few of the townspeople recognized him as coming from the neighboring community a few miles to the west.

"Everyone's dead. I'm the only survivor."

"What happened?"

"It was the trees. The attacked us. But not physically. They did something to our minds, made everyone go crazy. People started killing themselves. It was awful.”

“I don’t mean to make light of your situation, but that sounds exactly like the worst movie ever made.”

Earth 2.0

Curtis looked at the new cityscape in amazement. He had never been outdoors, but he imagined this was what it would be like. The path, it really was a path, meandering and uneven, wound its way through ponds and lawns. Trees towered overhead.

Curtis had been in virtual environments that mimicked Earth's various bioshperes, but they paled in comparison. He used his scanner to measure the nearest tree's composition. Real DNA!

"What are you doing?" a sentinel demanded angrily.

"I'm conducting analysis tests." Curtis displayed his credentials.

"No humans are allowed inside the biosphere. Your biorhythms disrupt the natural order."