A wave of dizziness washed over him, and the scenery before him suddenly changed.
"Th-This… Where is this?"
Han Ning opened his eyes to find himself lying in an alley overflowing with sewage.
Rows of tightly packed skyscrapers shot up from the ground.
Not far away, the streets were bustling with traffic.
WHOOSH—
A recently departed airplane sped past overhead.
"I remember… Wasn't I on my way to work…?"
Confusion clouded Han Ning's face. His last memory before passing out was of feeling a sudden dizzy spell right after leaving home to take the subway. When he woke up again, he was here.
"MEOW! MEOW!!"
Suddenly, a series of pained wails echoed from the depths of the alley.
"What's that sound?"
Han Ning froze. Fighting off the dizziness, he scrambled to his feet, peered past a garbage can that was blocking his view, and looked ahead.
