by Christian_mourne
“Seriously?” I asked myself as I looked around in bewilderment: a gloomy, depressing atmosphere reminiscent of the first half of the 20th century, a Gothic tower resembling the one from «The Big Bang… » Smack! I slapped my cheeks, and instantly, the imprint of my hands was etched there; the pain was real, the sensation vivid. “Shit,” I muttered under my breath. There was no doubt about it: I’d been pulled into the novel, and all because of one damn comment…
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