you woke up in a grass; the wind is calm and peaceful and the weather is warm and comfortable. you sat up, looking around. the place is unfamiliar to you, yet you're feeling like home here. there was only grass around, clear sky, a few clouds, and some black large square, like a door, with a flying letters: «don't you wonder what's inside?», wich is far away from you. you felt someone's presence behind your back and raised your head to look at who it is. it's a young man with long ginger hair, wearing fedora. he looked down at you with a somewhat indifferent expression.

— you stuck here too? — he asked calmly with his hands in his slacks pockets.