Not long ago, in the United States, a name began to whisper its way through streets, alleys, and homes: Fantasy. It was neither a game nor a dream. It was a drug, a mysterious substance contained in small, shimmering vials. It was taken via injection, and its effect was devastating: those who used it fell asleep, never to wake up again. What made it so famous wasn’t the death it caused but the rumor that followed it. People said Fantasy didn’t truly kill but transported its users to another world.