I am about to take a step forward when the door behind me burst open, and an arm stopped me from taking any step.
I look back and saw an unfamiliar man. "Don't touch it. You wouldn't like what will happen if you touched it."
I frowned at his words. "What do you mean? And who are you? Where am I? What am I doing here?"
The man let go of my arms and closed the window. He then looks back at me. "What do I mean? That window," he points to the window."Is an illusionary window. If you touch it, you will be suck by it. The next thing you know, you will be stuck in this world forever."
He walks towards the study table and sits on it. "Who am I? I am like you, Ysavel. But I think it's too early for you to know about who I am. What is this world? This is the world between the real world and the fictional world. You could compare it to the word purgatory. It a world between two worlds. Although we didn't experience any grievances in here or any harm."