Chapter Seven
"What the fuck..." Alex jolted upright, his head spinning as he tried to make sense of his surroundings. He was in a room draped with thin, sheer red fabrics. The bed he was lying on was covered in red blankets and pillows, with intricately carved frames. Around him, women were lounging, barely covered by the same translucent red clothes.
"AGHH!!!" he shouted, startling the women around him.
They gasped, tumbling off the bed in surprise.
"Agh..." Alex groaned as he tried to stand, his legs weak beneath him.
BANG!!! He stumbled and fell to the floor.
"What's wrong, Mister?" one of the women asked, her voice tinged with concern as she grabbed a nearby cloth to cover herself.
"Where am I..." Alex muttered, looking around in panic. His mind was racing—what the hell had just happened? What was that stone that forced him into this simulation without his consent?
"Huh?"