My name is Jack West, and while my name may seem unbelievable to you, what I have stumbled upon is even harder to believe. In the summer of 2014 I dove into a pond I have known and visited for years, except this time the pond breathed life and beckoned me into its depths. Daring to answer the call, without fully knowing or understanding why, I crossed a dimensional threshold, unable to turn back.
It was there, while lost and alone, fighting to find my way home that I found myself in ways I never expected. I faced fears, made new friendships, got rescued and became a rescuer; but, was that enough to get me back? Or was there something else, a higher price, required of me for the pond to open its door?