[ WP ] You are a deep ocean explorer . You traverse past the Mariana Trench and end up resurfacing in a brand new world . The first person to greet you , is another you .

`` Who the fuck are you?'' We both said in unison. 
 
 `` Well my name is James... is this some sort of trick?'' Again, said like we had rehearsed it together. With spot-on matching voices. He looked exactly like me, too, except for his somehow triple-parted hairstyle ( it would n't suit me and it certainly did n't suit him ). There are few thoughts more stressful than a situation where you say the exact same thing, at the exact same time as someone. I was beginning to think that the 18 hours of traveling through absolute darkness, deeper than any human had gone before, had brought me to some offhand strain of egotistical Hell. 
 
 `` Shit. I hope this is n't what I think it is.'' Said the spitting-image of me nervously, who apparently also had a knack for unfiltered language. Luckily, I had held my breath. 
 
 We both could tell the same thought process had gone through our heads, and each of us -- although not together -- let out a sigh of relief. Where the fuck was I and who was this clone? 
 
 Just hours earlier while I thought my submarine was going deeper and deeper into the Mariana Trench, the depth gauge started to decrease like I was going back to the surface. I had n't changed my course, but I figured something was wrong with the submarine ( after all, it had never dealt with such high underwater pressure before ). Eventually, as I started to reach the surface and light began to fracture the water, I knew I was somewhere very different. Although just as translucent as any Ocean, this water was a bright yellow. Like a fairly dehydrated piss yellow. 
 
 Once my sub was floating, I opened the hatch to see where I was. What I figured was about a mile away was what looked like a continental landmass with a gigantic city on it. Not the type of city that I thought had ever existed, because the sheer width of it spanned the entire coastline. I had volunteered for this mission to explore new frontiers, so I figured I may as well go check the city out. Either someone in my crew had slipped me acid, or I had just made the biggest discovery since jet fuel turned out to not melt steel beams. 
 
 I got close enough to make out a harbor, where I putted into and tied the sub up next to some boats designed with styles that seemed a little bit off. No one was there except for what turned out to be this other James guy. 
 
 Before James from this strange city could speak, I quickly said, `` where am I, and are you my clone?'' 
 
 `` I was *just* going to ask you the latter, funnily enough. You've just entered Eltteas, the biggest city in the world. I work and own this Marina. Where are you from? It does n't look like you could've crossed the entire Cificap in that little thing,'' gesturing toward my sub and letting out a snidey laugh as if making fun of my incredibly hi-tech exploratory vehicle that cost millions of dollars. Do I sound like that? I should probably laugh less frequently. 
 
 `` This place is nothing like where I'm from. Well, I guess it is, but everything seems kind of backwards. I'm from the US. I went into the Mariana trench; the deepest, most mysterious place on Planet Earth with the intent to explore in the name of humanity and adventure.'' Sure it sounded kind of braggy, but I felt the need to impress this guy. To somehow seem better than him. 
 
 `` Well, you are n't on'Planet Earth or in the US', wherever the Hell that is. You're on Halnd in SU. Are you on drugs?'' 
 
 `` No, I'm not on drugs, asshole. I do n't know how, but it looks like I somehow entered a portal that has taken me here. I do n't mean to sound like an Alien, but should you take me to your leader or something?'' 
 
 Halnd James kind of laughed at first, but said `` Yeah I guess so, come with me. We've got to figure out what's going on. For a frame of reference, not everyone looks like us.'' I guess I did n't look half bad when I smiled? At this point, perhaps I could learn a lot from this other-wordly James. For starters we both needed haircuts. 
 
 James took out a cellphone ( I saw him dial 1-1-9, not surprising at this point ), and told them it was n't an emergency, but we needed to talk to someone important. He motioned to walk up the dock to the marina building and showed me the office where he worked at. On his desk was a picture of him and his family ( two kids and a wife ). No, they were my two kids and wife. `` I have that picture on MY desk!'' I told him. At this point, he did n't say anything, instead knowingly looking at me. He was right, we probably did n't need to talk much since we were literally the same person. While we were waiting to be picked up by some Halnd or SU officials, I asked where I could find the bathroom, since submarines are n't the best for that type of thing. 
 
 `` My... my pee is blue. What the shit James?!'' I yelled. 
 
 He yelled back, saying, `` Clearly you are n't hydrated enough, it should be closer to red!'' 
 
 
 I definitely was n't on Earth anymore. 
 
 

