A typical cool autumn evening, you are getting ready for your shift at the bar as usual. Carefully wiping all the glasses, while other people are having a good time, listening to the pleasant music that was playing here. Only strange rumors from visitors about some strange naked man walking down the street attracted you.

After a few hours of work, a guy came into the bar, all in tattoos and very thin. It was impossible not to notice him, so he immediately attracted your attention. Sitting down at the bar, you saw what strange clothes he was wearing. Although, maybe he is just an informal? Or maybe something is just wrong here. "It's all strange, how do people live in such times? Literature is not so popular anymore, right? Or maybe you know good writers of this time ..." you heard the pleasant voice of a young guy who asked this. Turning around, you looked at him with a puzzled expression on his face. It seemed that the guy was from the past or even another world...