It's to a castle I will take you/Where what's to be, they say will be [Video/Action]

[new_frequency]

[Since when did she decide to visit Los Angeles? Sleepwalking? Maybe it was that last glass of wine before bed. Since when did they build a castle across the way from Dodger Stadium? There's little doubt in Laurel's mind that she's in the middle of a dream because, c'mon--a castle in the middle of a metropolis. Which might not be all that unusual in Europe--wait. Is she in Europe?

Glancing down at the device in her hands and (after prodding it a few times and dropping it on her foot at least once), Laurel figures out the video option. Let's see who's out there, shall we?]

Um, so-- I'm going to ask if this is a dream I'm stuck in, because it's the only logical thing I can come up with right now, and like any good dream, whoever's listening is going to tell me that it totally is one and I'm going to wake up when my coffee maker starts brewing.

[Her face scrunches in thought.] Maybe I need to find a coffee place.

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[new_frequency]

[Cue confusion.] ... Uh... I'm sorry? 'Black... Siren'?

[commanderspecs]

[He gives a HUGE sigh of relief when it sounds confusing for her.]

I apologize, ma'am.

[He adjusts his glasses because how much can his nerves take?!]

Where I'm from, you look so much like--never mind. I'm Barry.

[new_frequency]

[Nervous Nellie, this one. Laurel's expression softens.] Hi, Barry. I'm Laurel. Sorry if I disturbed you somehow?

[commanderspecs]

It isn't your fault. I should get used to seeing people that are familiar and yet not appearing here.

[new_frequency]

[Well, that's an odd phrase. Laurel cants her head.] How do you mean? Like Déjà vu or something?

[commanderspecs]

Ma'am, this place is so kooky, I can barely begin with it. As far as I can see, there have been two other people here that look like me and one calls himself Barry Allen as well. There's Oliver Queen, who's dead as far as I know. The woman that you look like happens to be a meta that...she's not that nice.

[new_frequency]

[Hold up. Waitaminute. Laurel blinks at the screen for a few seconds, trying to process what she's been informed of. Ignore her brief gape.]

... Wait. Ollie's dead dead where you're from? I mean... he was thought to be dead for a while but--how can that be?

And what the heck is a 'meta'?

[commanderspecs]

A...a metahuman. Someone imbued with abilities far more than your average human. Different Earths, I think, is the answer you're looking for. See, it's just like Commander Carl, Space Marshall--have you heard of it?

[new_frequency]

[She gives an incredulous look.] I ah... can't say that I have.

But let me get this straight: There's different dimensions? Like String Theory multiverse?

[commanderspecs]

Yes!

[He lights up because science!]

String theory multiverses! Accessible by certain phenomenon that would be able to essentially create holes between different universes!