So Hello, I'm almost certain this isn't the right place to post this because I'm not a time traveler. Honestly, I have no idea what I would be classified as here. Over the past 2 weeks since I woke up I have been told I was crazy and that I might have hit my head a little too hard. Truth be told, maybe I did. I created the word Shifter because I think my conciousness may have shifted here, but I'm not entirely sure. I'm posting here because I want some advice on what I should do. Hi. Im Ronny and I'm a Shifter. That sounded so corny. Sorry. So here's the deal so far. I'm going to write this up in journal fashion and try to get up to date about what's been going on since I "woke" up. I have been writing things down since the 2nd (as recommended by the neurologist). Hopefully I can make sense of what the hell it is that I am experiencing. I literally found this board and about a thousand others when I typed in "strange occurrences and out of body experiences". You guys are the experts. Here goes... 1 March I woke up on 1 March in a house that wasn't mine. The time was about 1315, maybe 1330. I am in Colorado right now, although that's not where I am supposed to be. So I wake up and feel like I have a hangover. My head hurts like hell and I can't focus, but I know that I'm not in my house. I get out of bed and leave the bedroom that I'm in to try and make sense of all of what I'm seeing. Directly across the hall is the restroom so I walk into it and splash water on my face. I look in the mirror and I am completely freaked out. So freaked that I start dry heaving into the toilet. I was literally just sitting there shaking for a good ten minutes before I looked in the mirror again. It was me but not me. The person I'm looking at looks like me but has a goatee and tattoos with a shaved head. Same build, but really rough around the edges. I'm in the Air Force where I'm from and I don't have any tattoos whatsoever. My hair is kept fairly short, but not bald. I adjust to what I look like and walk down the hall. It's a small 2 bedroom condominium type house. There are pictures of me(this version) on the wall with a woman and a young child. The child (I find out later) is 5. I'm gonna be very vague on their names and exact city I am currently in just because of the nature of the world. If I get back home, I don't want this me to experience any kind of issues. The boys names is Bret and the woman is Sarah. I am apparently called Ronny here but I have gone by Ronald all my life. Anyways, I am single in my life but the me here isn't. There are also 2 dogs running around that seem happy that I'm awake. I sit on the sofa and start to try and piece together what is going on. The front door opens and in walks an attractive young lady. I recognize her from the picture on the wall. She walks over, kisses me on the cheek and tells me its good to see me. Very odd feeling. I respond with a hey. She asks me how work was and if I had a good night. I guess this version of me works nights. I tell her that Im not feeling good and that my head hurts. She tosses me the remote and tells me to watch some TV. I tell her that I think that I might have some sort of aneurism because I can't remember anything. She thinks I'm joking. Great, apparently this version of me is quiet the joker. It takes me about an hour and a half to convince her that I'm serious. She reluctantly agrees to take me to the Emergency Department. She tells me that I also work at this hospital doing security. Oddly enough, where I'm from I do security for the Air Force. So I get into the ED and tell the doctors what is going on. I leave out the part about another world just because it sounds crazy even thinking about it. They run me through a catscan machine and run a few blood and urine tests. Where I am from, all of my medical information is on a computer chip that is under the skin on my forearm. The test results come back and they say everything is normal. I of course ask why I can't remember anything and they tell me that I will have to schedule an appointment with a neurologist. Sarah takes me home, telling me it will be ok the entire drive. Um, no, it won't. I'm not Ronny and I don't have a family.