The Multiverse Revelation

Days turned into what felt like weeks. David lost track of time, wandering aimlessly in this forsaken world. He had scoured every corner of the strange house, hoping for a clue, a sign of how he had ended up here. But all he found were empty rooms and hauntingly unfamiliar photos.

One night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, a thought struck him—*what if this wasn't just another world, but another version of his own?* He had read about the concept of the multiverse before, countless universes existing parallel to each other. Could this be one of those?

The idea seemed ludicrous, but the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. Somehow, he had crossed into another dimension, a version of reality where things had gone differently. But if that was true—*if*—then where was his family? His friends?

He had to know more. Driven by desperation, he ventured further into the wasteland outside, hoping to find something—anything—that could answer his questions.