"Sir, we have a problem." 

The President stared out at the lights of Manila, a bustling and sprawling city filled with modern technology. The city stood out against the inky blackness of the night sky, a lit torch against a black canvas. Standing in an office, behind bulletproof windows with at least five bodyguards around you 24/7 may have taken the immersion away from the scene but for one Miguel Mendoza, it did not effect no longer. In his last year as President, he wanted to enjoy his time until the end of his reign. Unfortunately, this wasn't the case.

Miguel turned towards Vice President Ahad Idram, one of the few men he could trust in the corrupt government of the UFS. Political drama is unfortunately high among the high sectors of the government. People vying for power and their shot to become President. Bribery and assassinations were common though the latter not so much. If found guilty of murder, one could not make enough calls to opt out of the twenty year jail sentence.

Ahad looked grim, nervous even. The normally boisterous man had a bit of dread in his eyes as he looked at the President. "What's the problem, Ahad?" queried Miguel, a concerned expression on his face.

"It seems that we have been..." Ahad paused, seemingly hesitant to say the next words "[i]moved[/i]." The President raised an eyebrow and motioned him to continue. "We have been moved from our timeline. It seems that we have been moved to a completely separate and new world, sir."

"And what information have gathered from this, [i]new world[/i]?" Ahad took out a folder out of his suitcase, a pathetic amount of documents held inside the brown folder. "This is all we have on this new world." It landed on his desk with a pathetic puff sound.

"This world seems to be the same as our world, we have been placed in the same place that we were in our old world. Other than that, we have also lost contact of our troops fighting in Europe and the Pacific. It seems that all of the troops residing in our territory are fine but any of the troops fighting outside have not been moved on."

Miguel rubbed his beard in thought, turning back to see the light of the city, still bustling with life even through this colossal event, maybe the biggest in UFS history. "I shall make an announcement tomorrow. Send a message to our allies, let us see if they are the same. I wanted it yesterday!" Ahad scurried out of the room to send the message out, leaving the President to give the biggest announcement of his political career.

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From: The United Federated States Thailand-Philippines-Malay State
To: United States of America

Men of America, we have been displaced from our previous world. We request for assistance and information for this world.
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