[ WP ] One is a world where the cities at night light up like jewels and technological marvels are found in almost everyone 's pocket . The other is a world of magic and sorcery where miracles are commonplace . When you fall asleep in one , you enter the other .

I don ’ t know who named my world Magicland, but they are perhaps the least creative person I can think of. In a world where people can cast spells using small pieces of wood, we somehow couldn ’ t come up with a better name? I wonder about humanity sometimes. 
 
 I stepped up to my front door, and with a flick of my wand I was inside. After a long day teaching students how to cast magic, sometimes I just want to go sleep. But I know that sleeping is a death sentence. Those that fall asleep are often never heard from again, and or they reappear babbling about some other world. As much as being able to just close my eyes for a few seconds sounds nice, the side effects sound a tad bit extreme. 
 
 With another flick of my wand, a cup of hot coffee was pouring itself, at exactly the right temperature. My wife would be home soon, and I best clean up before she gets here. She can be quite a stickler about keeping our house clean. I ’ m honestly not sure why, since with a few wand flicks and the correct incantation, the house can be clean from top to bottom in just a few minutes. 
 
 I quickly changed into a new set of clothes, discarding my old suit for a more comfortable t-shirt and jeans. Some might say I ’ m a tad old fashioned in that way, with not keeping up with the current trend of wearing cloaks everywhere, but I like my outfits. They ’ re comfortable. 
 
 A knock on my door disrupted my concentration. Perhaps my wife forgot her wand again? I opened the door unsure of what would greet me, and instead of finding my wife standing there with her arms crossed, I found an older man. He was quite hideous, to be frank. His nose was several sizes too large for his face, with bulging eyes, all surrounded by a mop of thick white hair, which seemed as if it had not been cut since I was born. 
 
 “ Can I help you sir? ” I asked, with as much politeness as I could muster. 
 
 “ Have you ever taken the sleep? ” The old man asked. 
 
 “ The what? ” 
 
 “ The sleep. Have you taken it? ” 
 
 “ I ’ m sorry I don ’ t know what you are talking about… ” I began to inch the door closed, but the man grabbed it. 
 
 “ Come with me. ” He grabbed my arm, and I felt a sharp prick, and then the world went black. 
 
 
 It is such a strange feeling to wake up. Especially when you have no idea what the world you are in is. All around me, the shiny metal buildings glistened in the sunlight, and these… metal things were flying through the air. I could see people in them, talking, laughing, having a good time. What was this place? 
 I looked about and spotted the old man sitting on a bench a few yards away. I went over and sat down next to him. 
 
 “ So what is this place? ” I asked. 
 
 “ This is the other world which your people so feared. We call it Techland. Terrible naming, am I right? ” The old man replied. 
 
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