Hello, Hello, Hello, Is there anybody out there? I am writing this from the galley of the Marie Celeste. Seems awful lonely here in a sunken ship. Wait, am I alive? The ship is sunk about 1000 feet deep in the Atlantic Ocean so how can I possibly be writing this? Maybe I'm not really here and I'm trapped in another dimension. I could be one of the crewmen that disappeared from Marie Celeste, as she was found drifting empty in the Atlantic ocean on December 5, 1872. I must be stuck in another plane of existence. Its 2014, its not possible for me to be alive, yet here I am sitting in a sunken ship at the bottom of the Atlantic writing this. I am so lonely, I have the whole ocean and yet there is no one to talk to. Could I be in a hypnotic trance? Could I actually be living a parallel life and this is a temporary side journey. I know what it is..... This is actually a dream. Ok then, wake up, wake up, wake up, its not working, I'm still here. I guess I'll just have to make the best of it. I must find my way out of here. You know the mind is a maze. I am trapped in the recesses of my own mind.
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