I had been stuck in this place for quite a long time. It began when I was hiking through the Yosemite park on one fine day. I was unfortunately gotten lost and separated from my expedition team. I was an amateur hiker who had no experience traversing the mountain. That was my first and only time exploring the forest, hence I walked aimless for two days straight trying to find my way out of the wilderness.
On the third day, I was running out of water, food and energy. I decided to take a rest under a gigantic , unusual looking tree in the middle of the jungle. I don't know what attracted me to the tree, but I my instinct told me to get shelter under the big tree.
At that point, waiting to be rescued seemed to be futile. I decided to take out my diary from my bag pack and wrote down a simple heartfelt farewell for my dog and friends, in case anyone find my body in the future. I didn't know how long did I stay under the tree. I was so exhausted and starving, I decided to closed my eyes as the hunger was unbearable for me to endure.
Surprisingly, when I woke up, gone the lush scenery of the thick forest and the faint smell of forest's moist. I found myself laying down on a strange looking street where everything looked as if they were popping out of old black and white film.
I was bewildered with this extraordinary scenery. Where was I? Wasn't I stranded in the middle of forest just now? Did I stepped into historical film set? Was this a prank? There must be hidden camera somewhere along this street right?
However, I was astonished to see my reflection on the street shop's window. I no longer looked like my usual self! The reflection that was staring back at me had red hair and brown eyes! This is totally different than how I usually looked like! I began to scrutinize my own hands. I realized that the shade of my skin is two time lighter than normal. At that moment, I realized that something was wrong! This is more than stepping into a filming set!
I went around like a crazy person asking where was I and what year was this. After roaming the street asking question upon question to the poor passersby, I was confident to conclude that I was somehow thrown into an alternate universe that resemble the 19th century era.
Initially, surviving this place was very difficult. The problem was to fully understand this place. While it may looked like I was sent back to London circa 1880, but it was not exactly OUR 1880s.
If there was alternate universe depicted the 19th century England where the ruler of the great Briton was not the popular Queen Victoria. This, was the place.
This alternate universe was strangely different than the earth . The year was 1880 and the place that I found myself (once again) stranded in, was London. Most of the people speak English language and dressed like one. But there was several differences to be compared to our world.
For example, I discovered the existence of places and countries that did not exist back on Earth in this place. Not only that, several machines and technologies that did not exist back in 1880s but somehow made its way to this world's 1885. Some of the fashion was not of our world's 19th century either. I saw people wearing attire ranging from medieval dresses to Earth's modern time clothes.
However, the most surprising thing was when I uncovered the existence of supernatural subgroups lurking within the underground of the London city.
Just like the ones I had always seen in our fictional show on earth, supernatural entity did exist in this world. Magic and wizard thriving among the people who were the member of this subgroup.
Similar to the fictional story that I had always read on Earth, the existence of this group was not known to the large majority of the normal humans. They were hiding on the plain sight by blending in with the vast majority of the people.
I accidentally stumbled upon this subgroup while I was surviving the street as a novice time traveller. They took care of me as they convinced that I was one of them; those with knowledge of supernatural phenomena.
Incredibly, I fit just nice with these group of people. I found solace among these people who were already an outcast to the majority people in this world and had to keep the secret of supernatural phenomena among themselves .
"telling other people about our ability would do more harm than good to us" said one of them.
Nevertheless,concealing their supernatural ability does not mean these people did not mingle around with normal humans. In fact, they were living covertly among them just like how we've seen in our fictional literary. It was as if I was sucked into one of the fictional story.
Well…this is a story.
This. Is. My story.
A human from earth who traveled to alternate universe and dwell with supernatural phenomena.