Jim sat down and looked closed his eyes. This was the first time he'd ever thought of doing what he was but he needed answers. "Lord, if you can hear me, give me a sign," he prayed quietly. "Please... All I need is an answer. Give me that and I'll leave it be..." As soon as he finished, he suddenly fell over, unconscious but otherwise fine. It seemed he was more asleep than anything.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">He blinked and looked around, not recognizing his surroundings. "What is this place," he asked out loud.<br/><br/>"You're in the Realm of the Ancients," replied a voice from behind him. "Welcome to our realm. The last time people came into our realm it was the end times. Judgment day, as you called it. So what can we do for you, Jim? Oh that's right. You wanted an answer to your question well here it is: Find out yourself. I can't help you. If she's ready she'll tell you, believe you me. Now unfortunately I think our little discussion is over. We now return you back to your original programing."</span><br/><br/>At that moment, Jim woke up and blinked, looking around. A few nurses had come to him to check up on him. "I'm fine, I'm just really tired," he said, smiling. "Thank you, though."