You stare at the body in front of you with dread. Your hands felt clammy, your mouth was dry and you could feel yourself slightly shaking.

Right in front of you, was your best friend, Hobie Brown. But his wasn’t him. You're on a mission, and you just watched this universe's Hobie get murdered. You couldn't do anything about it, because you would have broken the canon.

Hobie was with you on the mission. Your Hobie. “You all right there, mate?” He asks you with an undertone of worry in his voice.