When I opened my eyes, the first thing my brain registered was that I was certainly not in my bed anymore, and that it was COLD, very cold. It took me a few seconds to actually understand where I was, but it seemed like my mind coudn't accept it. This has to be a dream, this is a dream, this a dream. It can't be real, I'm not really....in Seoul. Does that mean....it worked? IMPOSSIBLE.

I fervently started pinching myself, hoping to wake up. But it wasn't working. I was still in the middle of the street in  my freaking pyjamas surrounded by skyskrapers and other buildings. And I knew I was in Korea, Seoul, if it wasn't for the korean writting on the publicity pannels, or the korean people all around me, I would have still been sure of that. 

Reality slowly started to settle in, and the absurdity of the situation, no, not the absurdity, the  crazyness, of what was hapenning to me, hit me like a bus. I had just teleported myself in SEOUL. I started reconizing the building in front of me....it was the SM entertainment building.....

- Well... me