DC universe, New Earth

Blue skies, lush green trees, rolling amber hills, oceans that stretch for thousands of miles, bustling cities and small towns, vibrant, colorful life, community and culture. All of it kept safe by a squadron of superheroes known as the Justice League.

If you read DC Comics, then you know New Earth well. It's the home of Superman and Metropolis, Batman and Gotham City, Wonder Woman and Paradise Island. It's the world where Jonathan and Martha Kent rescued and raised a small baby boy who had arrived from a distant world. Where Bruce Wayne tragically lost his parents as a child. Where Hal Jordan was selected to join a team of emerald-hued heroes, Arthur Curry is the rightful King of Atlantis and Barry Allen's life was transformed by a fateful bolt of lightning.

Whether they're the high-powered, high-profile heroes who fight as part of the League, or the equally inspiring men and women who have donned costumes and masks to help protect their hometown, all the many young superheroes of New Earth are at the peak of their powers and achievements. Yet the same can also be said for the super-villains of this world, of which there are many as well.

Today was an ordinary day. Waking up by a bundle of sunshine passed through the curtain, Issac felt like he was bathing in the warm and shimmering light. He slowly opened his eyelids and took a big yawn. As he peered through the curtain, he noticed that the park under his apartment was as dynamic as usual. Being pushed by an intangible force, he decided to have a walk in the park.

Down in the park, he saw skies of blue and clouds of white. he was like a raindrop waiting to be enveloped by the scorching sun. When he looked around, he saw myriads of bright-colored flowers and plants were embracing me. The eye-catching butterflies and bees were dancing here and there for collecting their food from the cluster of flowers. Then he closed his eyes. He could sense the soft breeze coming through the giant-sized trees. He could detect the fresh smell of grass mixed with mud and sand. He could hear the singing voice of birds and soothing sound of cicadas. Their chirps formed an unexpectedly alluring and harmonious melody. He indulged his self with this cozy and restful environment. He can hear the insane weather reporting heavy rain in a few minutes.

After a few minutes, Issac opened his eyes. What came into his sight were the vivid and flamboyant recreational facilities for children including the swings, the slides, the climbing frames, the seesaw and slight drops of rain. All of these evoked his past life memories.

"Amazing, I still remember my past life, Issac Athen, age 19, 5ft 11, geeky nerd who manipulated computers for fun."

Issac said with some reminiscent feeling, he quickly threw out these unnecessary thoughts out of his head, and carefully tried to recall DC comics. Batman, Superman, Flash, Justice League, Gotham, Joker, etc.

Before he can concentrate he hear the deafening roar of sirens, he smells the overwhelming odour of car exhaust fumes, the air is quickly tinted with a thick, grey fog, white it started to rain.

He see a sea of black umbrellas, pedestrians shielding themselves from the freezing balls of water descending from the sky.

The pavement is littered with grubby tissues and half-eaten McDonald's.

Every shop he walk past, there are dozens of people huddled up in the entrance, looking for shelter.

As he wander down the cloudy dark, dingy street, his path is lit up by small telephone screens. He hear the faint murmur of businessmen, making calls to distant lands. He feels cold, and soggy, longing for just one cup of hot tea. his nose is now fluorescent, making him appear to look like Rudolph.

Suddenly, there is a wave of hurrying pedestrians, leaping to one side of the pavement. He is in a state of utter confusion, but decide to follow. Then, like a lighting bolt, a Deliverer cyclist whizzes past.

He begin to smell the scent of a hot kebab, as he turn the corner. He start to salivate, as he haven't eaten for what feels like days. There is a crowd of people offering something money, then as he draw nearer, he spot a soaking old man, wearing a white apron in front of a steaming barbecue.

Finally, after resisting the temptation of a nice, steamy kebab, he made it back to his apartment.

"That incomprehensible feeling I just had, It felt like I was being guided. I might need a psychiatrist" Issac said as he reflected on himself.

He sat on his bed, grabbed his laptop and scourged through the internet hoping to find any relevant information of the current timeline.