The world swam into focus, a kaleidoscope of unfamiliar textures and scents. Gone was the comforting familiarity of his cramped Brooklyn apartment, replaced by… silk? Heavy, opulent silk. He was lying in it, cocooned in its smooth embrace. He tried to sit up, a groan escaping his lips as muscles he didn't know he possessed protested. The room was enormous, easily the size of his entire apartment, maybe two. Tapestries depicting scenes of valiant knights and mythical beasts adorned the stone walls. A massive, intricately carved four-poster bed dominated the space, and sunlight streamed through tall, arched windows overlooking… rolling hills? Castles in the distance? This wasn’t Brooklyn. This wasn’t Earth.