我睁开眼的时候，脑子里嗡嗡响，像刚从摩托车上摔下来，脑袋被门夹过。我这是哪儿？我明明记得自己是熬夜追完那本《现代修真指南》然后一头栽倒在床上的，怎么这就…穿越了？

Room is small, messy. Clothes everywhere. Stupid, why I always make such a mess? I looked around, this seems like a normal apartment, albeit a bit small and messy. There’s a bookshelf, a desk, and a bed. The bed is where I landed, face down.

I sat up, my head still pounding. I’m not in my room. Not anymore, at least. The furniture looks familiar, but the photos on the shelves… wait. Those are me, but with a camera around my neck, smiling like an idiot at some tourist spot. This isn’t my apartment.

"Shit," I muttered, standing up and feeling around in the dark. My phone, where’s my phone? I pull out my phone from my pocket, the battery’s completely dead. Great. perfectly timed.

I walked over to the window, pulling back the curtains. The city lights spilled in, but the sky was weirdly clear, no stars, no moon. Just the neon glow from the buildings. I live in a city, but I’ve never seen it like this at night. Everything looks so… flat. No stars twinkling, nothing.