Just where the hell am I?!

I was on my way home, when I left work, it was late at night so I kinda was dozing off.The late night bus is my usual transport since I don't own a car or anything like that. I remember closing my restless eyes for a little.....When I opened my eyes, everything was different, I feel different. The way my body moves and breath is different.

I lifted my head from a solid desk, in front of me is an old key, an old ham radio and a destroyed computer from the 80s, a hole takes the place of where the screen needs to be.

It's an ancient computer really, the ones with the keyboard and screen joined altogether.... Wait a minute!.

I jump from the chair that I was sitting making a glass bottle, that was laying on the desk, roll, and crash onto the floor.I am panicking, the belief of being kidnaped is invading my head.....

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Several minutes passed by of me staring at the single door of this room waiting for someone to show up. I am alone.I looked all around the room, checking on every corner in search of an answer. A wind passed through the multiple holes in the walls.

I turned around, behind me are 4 rusty metal lockers, I stood up to check on them.On top of the lockers, are a green rectangular metal case and a metal box.Barrels, tires and a generator populate the room, all of them covered in dust and dirt.

The particular green metal box has a small description and.... are those bullets draw on the side of the box?

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I have staled enough, it's time for me to get out of here.

As I turn around facing the door, a peculiar glow from the floor calls my attention.

Huh? what is this blue light?

I looked at the side of the desk on the floor among the shards of the broken bottle, I discovered a small object with glowing blue light.

I picked up, and it was a bottle cap, on the underside was a blue star. The bottle cap, in particular, had barely visible yellow "S" logo on the other side.

Heh funny, the glowing star reminds me of that drink called Sunset Sarsapa.... it looks like a...... no way....

The wrapper! I need to find the bottle's wrapper!

Hah!

Here is it!

I pick the wrapper from the broken pieces of the bottle, with care so I don't damage the wrapper nor cut myself, I may as well be one of the clumsiest people on earth.

I held the wrapper with one hand and tried to read the description, it was a scrambling mess, just how old is this thing?

As I turned the wrapper with the other hand to check for the main logo, my eyes trembled, I feel how the blood leaves my face and my brain turns off.

S-sarsaparilla....It isn't fake, this the real deal...... it's a legit bottle of Sunset Sarsaparilla.

The computer from the 80's.....

The green metal box....it's an ammunition box...

It's this a joke?!