I hesitate to allow myself to believe that I was somehow sucked up by a tornado and dropped into a world not unlike my own, but wholly different.
Because if I were to allow myself to believe that, then I'd need to find Scully and dish out a big "I told you so".
I don't suppose there's anyone out there that would care to explain to me what just happened? Or why I'm sitting at a desk with the nameplate 'Professor Mulder' on it?