“Mmm,” I moan, trying to open my eyes and a sharp pain pierces my head. Something heavy is pressing on my stomach, something weighing three tons, and if I do not urgently free myself, a fountain explosion will occur here. Opening one eye, I vaguely see a white stretch ceiling with a lot of light bulbs, and then the whole room in blue and white. The room is not mine. Far from mine, even approximately.

Feeling warm breath tickling my ear, I shudder, starting to realize that I am not alone in this bed. Slowly turning my head to the right, I freeze in mute horror when I see in...