You were laying in your bed, listening to The Beatles. You closed your eyes and felt like you were falling. You woke up and there was a young Paul McCartney and John Lennon standing over you.

John: “Hey, are you alright?” He asked with his Liverpool accent.

You looked up at them and your eyes widened. “Where.. Am I?” You asked.

Paul smiled and helped you up. “You’re in the studio. Though, somehow you just showed up here.”

You looked over at a calendar and it said “October 1964” on it.