The other side of the world? Will's eyes grew wide. Even Tia Dalma's magic had been unable to transport people that far. It was impossible, unless the witches of Singapore had far more powerful magic. Knowing Tia, he had his doubts that that was possible. Then it struck him. "I'm in the colonies?" he asked. That would be the other side, wouldn't it? This certainly wasn't the Caribbean, or England. But the colonies couldn't look much different.
"That is putting it mildly. Perhaps it wouldn't be so out of place as to ask the year?" Maybe it was all a dream. A very, very strange dream brought about by being hit on the head. "My apologies. My name is Will Turner," he replied, giving her a worried smile as he tilted his head forward. "May I ask yours?"