And So My Confusion Begins

[needsaconstant]

I don't really understand how I got here.

I was on the island, when the next time shift arrived, and then...

I'm here. In Manhattan. An island, but not the island I want to be on.

Is it possible the electromagnetic frequencies somehow were disrupted on the island? Then, why is no one else that I know here? Like Juliet or Sawyer? (No, I can't think of Charlotte. I cannot.)

Oh, and before I forget, thank you Silver. I'll try to stay away from those crab things if I can.

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I wish I had my journal...
 

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[ineedaconstant.livejournal.com]

My Earth was never attacked this way either. I would have heard about it if it were true.

Almost paradoxical, don't you think? The fact that you can't travel to different versions of the same world, and yet you can.

Yes, the '50s and '70s are good times...unless you're on an island where hostile Others are trying to kill you. Then they're not so great.