A high-voltage discharge went through me, but I woke up not in hell—in a small unfamiliar room lined with a china cabinet, a lacquered case of a tube television, and a carpet on the wall. I’m lying on the parquet floor; guns are poking me in the face, and in the middle of a pool of blood a beheaded body has frozen—an appearance that is clearly not human. And I…
What the hell?!