I put my toast into the toaster, set the setting to "medium-high", push down the leaver, and am suddenly thrust into a cosmic abyss of nothingness. After a few minutes of unsettling darkness, I suddenly find myself in a strange, unfamiliar land. There is a lot of dust, the sun beats down in swealtering temperatures and buildings are constructed from marble and are grand and glorius. I see a lot of Jews (Similar to PJ!) but one seems to stand out from the others. I note this and continue my travels. Upon my travels I encouter an occupying army bearing red sheilds and gold-eagle standards. Their discipline is unmatched, and they speak a tounge similar to that of modern-day Italian/French/Spanish/Portugese. Unfortunately, my odd clothing makes me a target, and the army takes me to their leader, or "Prefect" as they call him.
What will happen next? More to come in my next installment.