With an unpleasant sense of deja vu, Scott opened the Silver Door and found himself in a great
round room. In an instant, Transversal Shock set in. Or maybe it was a hangover. Yes, he
thought as he threw up in the nearest potted plant, probably it was a hangover.
Once Scott had finished puking, he gazed around the enormous chamber. The room was full of people, animals, creatures, and things. At the center of the room was a shining, curious puddle of light. The more he examined it the more familiar it seemed and the less he liked it, though there were a few faces here who didn't seem quite so familiar. Scott had the feeling that soon a young Asian man would walk forward and announce himself. Suddenly, a young Asian man walked forward and announced himself. He had been chatting with a man who appeared to be the very image of James Bond, Ian Flemings fictional character. The handsome athletic man said "Scott! I am glad you are finally here! Now listen, Scott, what I have to say is very important--" "Let me guess," interrupted Scott, "your name is Bruce, I may or may not already know you depending on WHICH Scott I actually am, this room is some kind of reality nexus, blah blah blah web of causality, blah blah blah causal bottleneck. I get it already. And isn't this supposed to be episode 432, not episode 71980?" Bruce gasped. "But--but--how did you--this has never happened before!!!!!" (Yes he was surprised enough for five exclamation points.) "Yeah, whatever," said Scott. What does he do now?
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