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Stepping into that sort of situation is probably the most stupid thing I’ve done since I was pulled into the story I thought was nothing more that the imaginings of some writer. It turned out to be a very real world and I had no way to get back home, even though I dreamed of going back to my old life, my much easier life, every single night. Okay, that might be a slight exaggeration. When I first found myself somewhere I didn’t think existed I had a bit of trouble adjusting, which really is to be expected. I mean one day I was living in a world with electricity and running water, something you don’t know how much you’re going to miss until they’re gone, to living in a world where neither of those things existed and I have never craved a shower so much in my life.
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