Date: 11/27/2016
By Fitful
I, well we, found a second version of Sam Carter. Both were Sam, ours and the second, but the second one was a hologram or computer generated somehow, but still real. We were this huge military operation, going off on this vast ocean to various worlds upon it. The second sam didn't interact well with the crew but it increased their ability to continue the mission. The mission was wide and varied and had to do with setting out to various places on this vast sea. For some reason I felt incredibly protective of this second Sam. I don't know why but we needed to keep her safe. Our higher authorities agreed and we went out of our way to do just that. Later, on a mission the second Sam was very upset, she and I and another, a big male friend of ours, got caught by death, and were about to be judged. We were dead but it wasn't the end. It was possible we would be sent back, to live our current lives, or go on to some sort of after life. A boy went through it first as we watched. There was this small plot of green grass and you had to make your way through it without setting off the traps. He turned himself into a fox, and in so doing touched a wrapper left there. It immediately disqualified him. They were native America chiefs who held this little test. The male friend of ours was next, and then Sam. And myself. I watched it very closely and knew I would pass. But we both were more worried about Carter. Would she? Later another version of Sam Carter, another incarnation/imitation of her, was stuck in a time loop inside a room, filled with guests. This room was filled with guests who all had to keep living the same thing over and over again, and were aware of it. She did her best to keep them alive, but they were not happy with her. I and my team, that big male friend was a part, all got in, broke the time loop, and everybody was grateful they could leave. They blamed Sam however, and it did drive a further wedge between the company and the second Sam. There was this vast ocean, and we sailed across it. As we sailed we shot a movie, or a TV series, or something which required actors and scenes, and cameras, we literally hired everything, from the bugs on the window, to the dolphins in the water off the side of the ship. Everything was bought and choreographed and filmed in scenes.