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[sentbytheseer]

[The voice is that of a young man, a little East Coast in accent.]

Late getting here, but look, ok. It took me a minute to cope with whole...thing. Kind of crashed my bike on that first memory, so, you know, wasn't exactly up to hanging out and making friends on the "Different Social Media Channel."

Anyway, I was gonna come on here and be like "Nice to meet you all," but then there's some guy talking about having memories of dying and instead I want to know where we un-sign up for this. Because it was kind of fun-and-games when it was like ...fighting monsters and voice-in-your-head prophecies, but--yeah. Not cool.

...Sorry. Not to make light of his--memory, but it sounds like I got off easy.

I don't really have a question, since I take it we can't really unsign-up. Just thought I should check-in on this thing.

[A pause]

No, actually I do have a question. The Martin guy said he was the, uh. [He fishes out the business card.] The, uh, Head of the Department of Containment at the Bureau of Inter-dimensional Activities.

Are we all supposed to be from different dimensions, or like...the same one?

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[darkforcerising]

My memories have primarly taken place on a desert planet called Tatooine. So I'm going to say it's possible it's a different dimension.

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[bearshermark]

Yggdrasil is the defining feature of our world. It doesn't seem to be common, so I'd guess they're different planets at least? Not sure about dimensions.

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[serpentinthegarden]

It's gotta be different ones! I don't see how it could be anything else. What I don't know is how we all came to be here... New York might be the center of America but it's not more than a mote in terms of the universe. Something must have happened here to change that.

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[hardtoignore]

Sorry to hear about your bike, dude. I usually have my memories come back to me in my sleep, so I guess I've lucked out.

I think a lot of us are from different dimensions if these memories are real at all. Like, I've seen quite a few things from my past life or whatever, but there's never been monsters involved for me, thank heavens.

[consortofalderaan]

I hadn't thought about different dimensions. But that would explain a lot.

Or some. It creates more questions. Like how did we get here from there?

[smilingarmor]

[The young man's voice sounds a bit familiar, though Emberto can't quite place from where. Ah well, he's sure it will come to him later.]

Given some of what I've seen in my own memories, I suspect different ones. Unless our own dimension ever played host to strangely adorable but aggressive blob creatures that look like blue Hershey kisses with faces; one of my more recent memories included fending a group of the little things off with a sword.