The moment I realized I was in an unfamiliar space, something massive crashed down on me.

A deafening sound slammed into my ears, and my vision went black.

It was so loud my ears felt blocked, a sharp ringing filling my head.

Everything was pitch-black.

Maybe because I couldn’t see anything, even the air seemed thin.

I couldn’t breathe.

I had no idea what was happening to me.

After some time passed, my eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness.

It was still black, but I could make things out.

At the same time, my breathing grew heavier, and the air around me felt damp, thick with every breath I exhaled.

There was a wall.

When I stepped closer, my fingertips brushed against a cold, glass surface.

It felt so cold it seemed like the chill might cling to my skin, and I quickly pulled my hand back.

Once I grasped the situation, the fear faded.

Anger took its place.

Who did this?

And why was I trapped here?

No matter how much I knocked on the hard glass wall, nothing changed.

It only made the sharp, brittle sound unique to glass.

It just made me more frustrated.

Then I noticed a gap near the bottom of the wall.

Light was seeping through.

I quickly crouched and slid my hand into the opening.

Normally, I might have thought about the danger of sticking my hand into a narrow gap like that.

But the moment I saw the light, any thoughts of caution vanished.

I just wanted to get out of this damp, suffocating space as fast as possible.

So I pushed my hand in and lifted with all my strength.

It was reckless—I hadn’t thought about what might happen next—

but surprisingly, the solid wall lifted easily.

Before I even had time to question it, I crawled forward and squeezed myself through the gap.

Outside.

Fresh air rushed in through my nose.

It carried the same unfamiliar smell from before.

Then I saw where I was.

A bedroom in an ordinary house.

No… not ordinary.

The space felt unreal, like it belonged to some enormous giant.

For a second, I wondered if I had drunk something like the potion from Alice in Wonderland.

That was how strange everything looked.

Nothing matched my sense of reality.

And then I realized.

The large glass wall that had trapped me—

was a ceramic mug.