posted on May, 25 2017 @ 10:04 AM
His voice was familiar and it took me a second to recognize. It was my own voice I heard so many times on records. I always found it funny how alien
my own voice sounds when listening to it from those recordings, but now this familiarity somehow calmed me down. My fear changed into curiosity and
disbelief. I knew I am not hallucinating as the situation was way too vivid, very real.
‘What…what is this?’ I asked, ‘Who are you, what is going on?’
I looked at the other two circles, just to see my face looking back to me from both sides, calmly but also curiously. I noticed each of their
background were different. The one front of me looked like a laboratory, on my left he was standing in a forest while the one on my right was in a
similar but slightly different basement like mine.
‘Technically we are you, and you are us’ the one front of me answered.
‘We are the same, but we live in other universes, parallel to yours’ he said. He was speaking in such an easy going manner like this was all
‘I created a machine a while ago. It can open windows to other realities. So far you are the third I could locate, so we are four now.’ he started
‘Well how many of us there?’ I asked.
‘Hard to say’ he said, ‘there could be only four of us or could be an infinite amount. I could only contact three of you so far. It has to do
something with death and coming back from it. You died sometimes ago and came back, am I right?’ he asked looking at me waiting for confirmation.
‘Well yes, I had an accident last year, I was basically dead for over twenty minutes, then they brought me back’ I answered, ‘but how could you
‘I didn’t, my machine told me. Every time one of us dies and somehow comes back to life my machine gives me a coordinate. I call this the “wake
up call”. Like I said, so far there are only three of you I found’ he explained.
‘By the way this is John and the one to your right is Walter’ he said pointing to the circles, ‘and my name is Pete. What is your name?’ he
‘My name is Derek’ I said, confused. ‘I thought we are all the same? How come we have different names?’ I asked.
‘Not at all’, he said. ‘I am on the very beginning of this research but I already learned few things. Only part of our genes is the same, the
part responsible for our looks. That’s why we look identical. Everything else is slightly or majorly different. We all live different lives and our
actions cause different reactions. These reactions lead us to different life events and those events form our lifeline. The only thing all four of us
did at the same time was being born.
‘How about you’? I turned to Walter. ‘How are you here? Did you build a machine as well?’
‘No’ he replied, ‘It is Pete’s machine. It opens a window for all of us once our coordinates are stored in. It will open always at the same
time and at the same place on Tuesdays, at ten o’clock in the evening, on every fourth week. The machine needs four weeks to recharge’, Walter
‘Please remember this information as it is very important. If we miss you twice in the row, we will assume you are dead or compromised otherwise,
and your coordinates will be deleted from the machine’s memory for good’, Pete said looking at me with a serious face.
My own face. It was slightly difficult to cope with the situation. I was still in a mild shock, even though my curiosity grew by the minute. I moved a
step closer to Pete, than one more when he stopped me.
‘Stay there’, he said, raising his hand. ‘We can’t cross over.
‘Yeah that’s true, I tried’, John said, showing his right hand to me. I could see his thumb, but where four other fingers were supposed to be,
only four very short stubs remained.
‘Fortunately I tried to touch him first’. He said with some sadness in his voice. ‘The field cut my fingers off as soon I reached in’.
‘We can’t cross over’, Pete repeated. ‘So far what I know is this; if you cross over to any other reality, your own will cease to exist
immediately. You will be stuck and there will be nothing to go back to. Anything you do in that new universe will change the timeline not only for you
but for the original you from that timeline’, he explained. ‘My machine somehow knows this, and as a defense it would not let anything through.
John was too quick and I couldn’t stop him in time.’
Walter looked at his watch then looked at Pete. ‘It’s time’, he said.
Pete nodded and pulled out a small flat device from his pocket.
‘Thirty seconds left’, he said and looked at me again. ‘We have only five minutes every time. I am working on it, trying to find a better energy
source for longer periods. This window will open again in four weeks. Don’t forget, be here! Take care all of you!’ he shouted.
Suddenly all three circles started to shrink rapidly into a bright spot, and then all three dots disappeared into thin air. I was left alone in my
basement, and the only thing reminded me of what happened was the strong smell of ozone still lingered around.