Interdimensional Traveler
You accept the offer for a ride. You look at the driver. She looks familiar. You tell her your name.
She looks at you and smiles. "My name's Summer...Summer Glau."
"Cool...I just love your film work" you say.
She turns to you and gives you a dumbfounded look. "What are you talking about? I've never been in any films..."
You realize that in this dimension, she isn't an actress...come to think of it...she probably wouldn't have picked up a hitchhiker if she were famous here, you realize.
You look in the rear view mirror, and see a black K-car racing up toward you. The car whips out around you as if you're driving at a snail's pace.
"Friggin' Feds" Summer says. "Probably Irvin on another witch hunt."
"Michael Irvin?" you ask.
"No...Britt Irvin...Special Agent for the North American Federation Secret Service."
"North American Federation? What?"
"The country you're in..." Summer replies. "The entire continent of North America has been one country since 1814, when the British, Dutch, Spanish and French declared a truce and agreed to allow North America to be a separate nation. Now if we can just get the damn Nazis off our backs, we'll be set..."
"Nazis?" you ask. "But wasn't Hitler defeated?"
"Just how long WERE you in the marijuana fields, anyway?" Summer asks you. "Hitler was never defeated...he terrorized us for years...until he died in 1974. We thought about bombing Berlin, but the Feds wouldn't hear of it...some say they're afraid they'll lose funding if we're not at war with someone..."
She looks at you and smiles. "My name's Summer...Summer Glau."
"Cool...I just love your film work" you say.
She turns to you and gives you a dumbfounded look. "What are you talking about? I've never been in any films..."
You realize that in this dimension, she isn't an actress...come to think of it...she probably wouldn't have picked up a hitchhiker if she were famous here, you realize.
You look in the rear view mirror, and see a black K-car racing up toward you. The car whips out around you as if you're driving at a snail's pace.
"Friggin' Feds" Summer says. "Probably Irvin on another witch hunt."
"Michael Irvin?" you ask.
"No...Britt Irvin...Special Agent for the North American Federation Secret Service."
"North American Federation? What?"
"The country you're in..." Summer replies. "The entire continent of North America has been one country since 1814, when the British, Dutch, Spanish and French declared a truce and agreed to allow North America to be a separate nation. Now if we can just get the damn Nazis off our backs, we'll be set..."
"Nazis?" you ask. "But wasn't Hitler defeated?"
"Just how long WERE you in the marijuana fields, anyway?" Summer asks you. "Hitler was never defeated...he terrorized us for years...until he died in 1974. We thought about bombing Berlin, but the Feds wouldn't hear of it...some say they're afraid they'll lose funding if we're not at war with someone..."