You‘re laying in your bed with closed eyes, desperately trying to shift realities like they say on the internet. Your life is hell and you just want to escape from there. After a few hours you lose hope, but suddenly hear a quiet voice inside your head "Keep trying, you’re almost here."

and then it happened, you woke up on the streets of New York. A few people stare at you confused when they walk by, but you ignore them, because you just look up shocked. There it was, the Stark Tower.