Business Cards

The first thing you have to do is get some business cards. After all, if you want to try and get around the fact that you don't have any identification, then you're going to have to get something that makes you seem professional. Something that has some basic information so people are asking fewer questions. Something that makes people want to ask fewer questions. After all, who hides who they are by handing out information about who they are?

So saying, you get dressed, and boot up your computer. You know a shop that you can get a design done and done well for a cost that wouldn't be outrageous. You're going for a simple design. Elegant rather than full and busy. It was a dark blue card with golden edges on the corners, extending down to look like flowering vines. It was simple. It gives your name and cell phone number. Nothing more, nothing less. If what you're planning is going to work...well then you want to be known on your terms. Saving the design, you stand up and start collecting your things.

Now was the more...interesting part. If things worked out the way you think that they might, then you're about to be a very well sought after man. If things did not go as planned...well you'll deal with that as those became an issue. For now though, if felt good to be doing something. To be in control of a world...no universe...that had been knocked spinning was something you might never be, but you can be in control of your own little slice of it.

Taking your phone, you glance at the alarm clock on your desk. It's 9:30 in the morning. You know from your trip yesterday, that it will take you several hours to reach the abandoned fun house. That should be enough time. You know your friend Dave gets off work at 1:00pm, so that should give you time to get to the fun house and reach..."The Other Side" you decide to dub it. Sure, it was a bit of a goofy name, but it worked, and right now you needed a way to keep the two places separate in your head. Sending a quick text to your friend to give you a call at 2:30pm, you decide to make use of your last day off of work to do a little leg work for your venture into the realm of the possible and possibly insane.

During the drive you can barely contain yourself. You go over your plans again and again in your head, trying to make them better. More resilient to set backs and the unforeseen. But, try as you might there is only one thing that is the true make or break moment for your...scheme? Plan? Grand Adventure?

"Insane drive to get yourself arrested in an alternate universe with no means of getting help, and surely to be thought insane and delusional, and thrown into an alternate realities loony bin!" You say to yourself, your words snapping you out of the mental spiral of thoughts that were not only distracting you, but also getting you a little down.

Good thing too, you snapped out of it just in time to make your turn up the road that lead you to the Fun House. You make your way quickly to the House of Mirrors, this time with an unsteady gate. Half the time you're pushing forward quickly, eager to get back to a new land of opportunity. The other part of the time your feet drag just a little, unsure of whether or not you want to find out if you're as crazy as everyone else would think you are. But, for better or worse, you're not going to just abandon your idea now. Your not one to quit, no matter what other people think, or how much they would tell you to be reasonable.

A good thing too, since the moment you find your way to the portal, and step into it, you can feel the sunlight streaming down on you from the sunshine of the lush green park in front of you. You can't help but smile as your heart races and you feel like shouting for joy. You know you won't, that would bring the wrong kind of attention to you, so you hold your tongue and simply let the lighthearted sensation of victory fill you.

"Veni, Vidi, Vici" You say to yourself. And with that, you start walking. There is someone that you need to talk too. Someone who can give you information.