In our own universe, the narrator gets knocked out by his reflection. He wakes up in a parallel universe, completely different from ours except for one fact: the narrator has apparently been living in that universe for eight years. Later on, he will discover he's not the only one whose been swapped out of his own universe. Author's Note: This is my first story, so creative criticism, likes, faves, and just plain comments would be nice, though if you don't like/enjoy the story, I would like to know why.