Shocked, I blinked a couple times, hoping that the next time I opened my eyes things would actually make sense.
But I was out of luck. The person laying on the bed was still a strange young man, not my grandma.
Thick, honey-toned bangs fell upon his forehead. Coupled with skin as pale as cut marble, this person was most likely a foreigner. He seemed older than me too. His face was very handsome, the kind that was rare even in the movie industry. Thick, muscular arms peeked out from underneath the blanket, equipped with bulging veins that reaffirmed the following: the man was sculpted like a greek G.o.d.
And judging by what's visible, he should be naked.
Yep, this was definitely not grandma's house.
Everything came as a blur. One second I was still standing there in the room, gawking, and in the next I was sprinting out the front door toward the direction of my car.
My heart thrashed against my chest. I couldn't believe I trespa.s.sed on to someone's house! What should I do now?!
But the disaster wasn't over.
Where was my car? I clearly remembered parking it at the foot of the wooden stairs, but it's nowhere in sight.
And as I searched for my car, retracing my steps on the gravel road, a more unbelievable sight came into view.
"This can't be real, right?"
Try as I might, I couldn't close my mouth, jaw dropped from shock.
The small stone bridge from before had disappeared.
Upon closer inspection, the width and depth of the river before me seemed different from the one I had crossed previously. This one was deeper. Wider. It's impossible to cross by foot.
Wait a minute.
Dragging my feet as I approached the riverbed, I stared out into the area just beyond the body of water. Like the river, the landscape there also changed. Although there was still a road, it dove into the deep forest.
“Wait a second… What's going on?"
Why was this happening? Where was I?
Anyone, please explain it to me!
Whether my wish fell upon ears was anyone's guess. Yet all of a sudden, a loud, electronic sound reverberated through the forest.
My smartphone's ringtone.
“Yes, it's Ashiya!”
I had whipped out my phone to take the call, but there didn't seem to be anyone waiting at the other end of the line.
Feeling awkward, I checked the screen. The caller was probably anonymous. Or not. Lit brightly on the phone's screen was the word 'G.o.d.'
A noise of upset escaped my lips.
No way it's that kind of G.o.d, right? The supreme being? Or was it just someone using that name?
After a long period of silence, I actually heard someone's voice from the speakers. The so-called 'G.o.d.'
“Who are you?”
“That's my line!!”
Frightened by my shout, nearby birds burst into flight from the trees above.