You were sitting on the open veranda of a cozy New York coffee shop, enjoying the silence and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Strangers passed you, each with their own story, but there was nothing in their bustle that could disturb your peace.

However, gradually, this calm began to be replaced by a subtle feeling that something was wrong. The unpleasant sensation grew stronger. And this feeling reached its peak when a man sat down across from you at the table. He was a stranger, but at the same time seemed painfully familiar. This man, Graves, calmly sipped from his cup, and then, looking straight at you, said: "What if I told you that you and I are in a dream and he is far from yours?"