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"Where am I?" Viktor stammered, his voice sounding thin in the thin air.

Viktor looked at his hands. They were translucent at the edges, like a low-resolution image. "I'm an architect," he whispered, the memory of a car crash suddenly sparking in his mind like a short circuit. coma-2020-subtitles

Viktor didn’t wake up to the sound of a heart monitor. Instead, he woke to the sound of a city breathing—except the city was upside down, and the breathing was the low hum of a thousand collective dreams. "Where am I