Kaiser slowly passed his hand over his face. He took a long breath, as if to make sure he was really awake. His body was relaxed, unusually light. It was as if he had never slept so well as now.
A few seconds ago he was going to explode, and a fucking cowboy had appeared out of nowhere...
"But what is this ?!"
His voice echoed in the room, still slightly shaken. He opened his eyes more clearly, blinking several times to chase away the mist that blurred his vision. Little by little, the contours of the room took shape. The walls, the ceiling... the light passing through the curtains.
He sat up abruptly.
"Wait ! "
This setting… it did not correspond to the universe of the novel. Nothing was luxurious, nothing was strange or supernatural. It was simple... And yet… terribly familiar.
His gaze slowly scanned the room... The slightly damaged wooden desk with a wobbly chair. The old notebooks stacked in a corner. The smell of mold floating in the air.
His breath caught.
