The young woman woke up, her eyes opening up to a scenery quite different from the one she was in mere seconds before.

"Are you all right?" asked another female voice. She looked up. The two had never seen each other before, but it was obvious that this one had been there for much longer. "Not a nice trip, was it?"

The newcomer sat down, still trying to understand what was happening. "Who... Who are you? Where are we?"

"My name is Ima. I don't really know what this place is, but…

Maybe someone will sense a bell ringing after reading this, maybe no one will. Doesn't change it much.

I've had my senses shrouded in daydreams since 2009, but I have reason to speculate it began as far back as 2003. That makes it a significant percentage of my existence. During this time, its form, meaning, purpose and functioning have all changed multiple times, sometimes subtly, sometimes drastically, ranging from spaceships to weird striped aliens to battles between demigods, and in…