text: [Themes: sci-fi, fantasy, historical, superhero]
  
  You try to stop the machine, but it's too late. The thing is overheating and you can't open the door because you'll end up between dimensions and you don't know what's in there.
  
  Right now you're on the bridge between realities and if you step outside now you'll fall to the river of time-space.
  
  > wait and hope for the best
  The machine eventually stabilizes and you suddenly feel dizzy. You get hit by a million new memories and thoughts and you suddenly understand that, when you made the machine, your self from an alternate dimension also made a machine and now you've fused together in a single body.
  
  And you know this twice because your original you and your new you know this thing.
  
  And then you get hit by your original memories as your other self gets hit by them. This is too much.
  
  You're getting a headache. Or are you getting two?
  
  You feel like you're passing out and you stop the machine. You don't know if you're in your original universe or your other original universe.
  
  Things got weird all of a sudden.
  
  Where exactly are you and who the heck are you?
  
  You remember your name, but you have two different last names.
  
  You try to think of your family, but you are an orphan and you're not at the same time.
  
  Your sister died in a car accident, but you don't have a sister.
  
  Your first kiss was at the movies, or was it a museum?
  
  It was both, you think.
  
  You have a dog, but you don't own any pets. Your goldfish died when you were ten.
  
  Hey, both of your goldfish died! But one was named Steve and the other was named Jonathan.
  
  You were saved by yourself from being ran over by a car and that's why you decided to search for other worlds. No, wait. It's just an obsession you've always had.
  
  You're single, right? No. Wait.
  
  You remember a lot of other things and you don't even know which life was your original one.
  
  You feel like both of them are. You are two people in one body.
  
  This reminds you of the eight part of a popular manga, but never mind that.
  
  What should you do?
  
  > go back to your original "saved by myself" life
  You calibrate the machine and you get back home. But your subconscious took you to the wrong place.
  
  Or should you say the right place? This is the life you've always had. You were always obsessed with other dimensions and your dog greets you on your lab.
  
  Why do you let him in your lab? That could jeopardize the entire thing!
  
  But you've always let it in.
  
  What was it's name? Spot? Scott? You like the name Tommy for a dog, but you know that's not its original name.
  
  You're too confused and you decide to check the dog's food plate because you know that's where both of you would put the dog's name.
  
  It's called Charlie. What the heck? That doesn't even come close to anything you imagined.
  
  Maybe this isn't even your original universe.
  
  Your first kiss was not at a cinema or a museum. It was at school, there was no fuzz about it. You finally remembered that...
  
  No, wait.
  
  Your first kiss was under a bridge. And on a bridge. No, there was no bridge. You haven't had your first kiss. But you've kissed many people. You've kissed boys and girls. And you actually have three dogs. No, you have cats.
  
  No. You don't like pets. You don't even know about alternate universes...
  
  You didn't just merge with another you. You fused together with countless of yourselves.
  
  > Oh heck no!
  You don't know your own name. You don't even know your gender! What the heck?!
  
  You find a mirror and you look at yourself. You look like you've always looked, right? No.
  
  Have you always had that mole in your arm? Your eyes are not brown. They're blue. Or green.
  
  No, they are brown. Except the mirror doesn't show them like brown. They look grey.
  
  Then they look red.
  
  Red?!
  
  Oh, never mind. It was the lighting, they're blue again.
  
  And green.
  
  And they're not the only changing thing.
  
  Your mole has moved to the back of your hand. And it keeps moving!
  
  Your hair is growing and then shortening and then growing again!
  
  You feel weird down there.
  
  You take a look at your business and you're a man!
  
  And a woman!
  
  This is too much!
  
  You go back to the machine but you suddenly lose a foot. Now you've lost your legs.
  
  Oh, wait, they're back on but you have no arms and you can't stand up.
  
  You get up with your only arm and you use your black legs to run towards the lab.
  
  Your white hand opens the door and you notice you're missing a couple of fingers. And your eyesight is not great.
  
  Now you've lost an eye. Great.
  
  Once you recover your eye you run to the machine and you get inside.
  
  You don't know how to stop all of the changes you're going through. But you do know. This isn't the first time it's happened. But it is!
  
  Heck.
  
  Stop.
  
  You recalibrate the machine and you feel like your mind is about to E-X-P-L-O-D-E.
  
  You step out as your original self.
  
  Which original self? You don't quite remember, but you feel like you did a good job.
  
  Your name sounds right to you and you were saved by yourself from a deadly car.
  
  You decide to shut down the machine and you lock it away in one of those big cargo ships containers. You ship it away to a random direction in London and you have it be someone else's problem.
  
  You change your name and your address and you don't want to hear from the machine ever again.