
Web serial by Bluefishcake
Jack never heard of a transmat malfunction stranding someone in another dimension — but here he is, trudging through the snow in his mining overalls after stepping onto one transmat pad and never stepping off the other. The air is breathable, the trees look like oak, and somewhere in the distance there's a fire that probably isn't natural. If this dimension has trees native to Earth, it probably has humans too. And Jack is going to find them — one way or another.