Jasper's eyes flew open, and a sharp scream escaped his lips. For a moment, he felt disoriented and confused, struggling to comprehend his unfamiliar surroundings.

"What has happened? Where am I?" murmured Jasper, noticing how his hands trembled uncontrollably.

"Hey, buddy, you finally woke up! How was your dream?" asked Tom, a mix of relief and anguish reflected in his eyes.

Jasper shook his head, his mind still shrouded in a fog. "I don't know, it feels like I had a terrifying nightmare, but I can't remember exactly what happened."

Tom nodded understandingly. "Sometimes, our brains try to protect us by blocking out traumatic memories. Maybe over time, the details will unravel."

Jasper longed for that to be true. Yet, he couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that something vital was slipping away from him, eluding his grasp without being able to identify what it was.

As they conversed, the doctor and nurse burst into the room, ready to assess Jasper's condition. He tried to focus on their words, but his mind kept drifting back to the strange dream he couldn't remember anything about.

"From what I can see, everything is fine. The wounds are healed, and it seems you haven't suffered any consequences..." commented the doctor, furrowing his brow.

"No, everything is very confusing. It feels like my mind wants to tell me something, but it stops short of completing the thought," replied Jasper, expressing his frustration.

The doctor nodded understandingly. "Memory loss can be perplexing. Sometimes, our brain blocks traumatic memories as a form of protection. Over time, those memories may come back or you may find clues that help you reconstruct what happened."

Jasper sighed and added, "I hope so. Still, what I'll miss the most is the food," he said sadly.

The doctor smiled and joked, "Hahaha, I'd say you could come anytime, but this is a hospital. I hope that if I see you again, it's as a visitor and not as a patient."

Jasper responded joyfully, "I'll keep that in mind."

Concerned about his appearance, Jasper remarked, "Although I don't know what I'll wear. I don't think I can go out in this attire, and I don't know where my previous clothes are."

Tom quickly intervened, "Don't worry, I took the liberty of bringing you some clothes. I didn't know your size, so I hope they fit you well," as he handed a small backpack to Jasper.

"Thank you so much, Tom," said Jasper, opening the backpack and examining the different garments inside. Tom concluded, "I'll wait for you outside."

A few minutes later, the door opened again, revealing Jasper wearing slightly worn black pants, a white shirt, and a mustard-colored jacket.

"Oh, it suits you quite well. Then you're ready," said Tom with a smile.

Jasper silently contemplated, "I don't know what this world has in store for me... I don't even remember how I got here. But still, I can't waste this second chance at life," he thought with determination on his face.

"Yes, I'm ready," Jasper responded firmly.

"Perfect, it's time for you to meet BoomTown," announced Tom with enthusiasm.

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Jasper's amazement intensified as they approached the town center. There, he encountered a fascinating blend of buildings that combined elements of the Wild West with modern architecture. An impressive glass building caught his attention, alongside a saloon that seemed to have been built in the 19th century.

As they walked through the streets, Jasper observed a group of men riding horses. The shops they came across showcased a fusion of the old and the new, some with flashy holographic signs while others still retained hand-painted signs.

The buildings seemed to shimmer in the sunlight, as if enchanted. Jasper spotted a bank-like building, but with a giant crystal at its center that appeared to radiate energy. A nearby hotel featured intricate designs engraved on its walls that glowed in the sunlight.

Jasper felt transported into a magical Western movie as he gazed at the bustling city, with towering skyscrapers and streets filled with activity. "It's overwhelming," he whispered, trying to take in all the wonder around him.

Tom let out a soft laugh. "Yes, it can be overwhelming at first. But once you get used to it, you'll fall in love with this place. There's always something exciting to do here."

Jasper nodded, still trying to grasp the size of the city. "It's so different from anything I've known. I've never seen anything like it."

"Well, get ready to discover much more," said Tom with a smile. "This is just the beginning. Wait until you explore everything this city has to offer."

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Jasper smiled, excited at the prospect of exploring this new world. "I can't wait. By the way, where will I be staying? Do you have a spare room in your house?"

Tom's smile faded slightly. "Actually, I don't have a spare room. But don't worry, I've already arranged a place for you to stay."

Jasper furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Where will it be?"

"There's a charming and cozy inn just a few blocks away from here. It's clean, safe, and affordable. You'll have your own room and access to all the amenities," explained Tom.

Jasper seemed a bit disappointed but tried to hide it. "Oh, that's fine. Sounds good."

Tom could sense Jasper's disappointment and quickly added, "Don't worry, I'll come and spend time with you often. We can explore the city together."

A smile returned to Jasper's face. "That sounds great. Thank you, Tom. You're a good friend."

Tom patted Jasper on the back. "Anytime, buddy. Now, let's grab something to eat. I know a great place nearby."

Jasper's eyes lit up with excitement. "Show me the way, Tom!"

Tom led Jasper through the narrow cobblestone streets until they reached a dimly lit building. A sign hanging above the entrance read "The Rusty Nail." As they opened the door, a dense smell of whiskey and tobacco filled their senses.

Inside the bar, a thick darkness prevailed, and smoke hung in the air, creating an enigmatic atmosphere. Wooden tables and chairs were scattered unevenly throughout the room. The walls were adorned with old photographs and worn-out advertisements, adding a nostalgic touch to the place.

As they settled at the counter, a young woman with curly blonde hair made her entrance. She wore a tightly laced corset and a billowy skirt that grazed her ankles. Her bright blue eyes scanned the room before settling on Tom.

"Tom?" she exclaimed with a smile that spread across her lips. "It's been years! How are you?"

Tom's smile faltered for a moment as he recognized the woman. "Hello, Emily. I'm fine, thank you. And you?"

"I'm well, thanks for asking," Emily replied, her eyes shifting to Jasper. "And who is this handsome young man?"

Jasper felt a bit embarrassed as Emily looked at him. "Uh, hi, I'm Jasper," he said with a small greeting.

Emily's eyes sparkled with amusement as she observed Jasper. "Pleased to meet you, Jasper," she said with a smile.

Jasper felt his cheeks blush, unable to help but notice the beauty of Emily's blue eyes. As he looked at her, he realized that Tom and Emily had a history together. He wondered what kind of relationship they shared.

Tom noticed Jasper's expression and chuckled softly. "Don't worry, Jasper. Emily and I have known each other for a long time. We're just old friends."

Jasper nodded, "Oh, that's fine. I'm glad to know that."

Tom turned to Emily with interest. "Hey, what food options do we have here?"

Emily responded with a friendly smile. "Well, we have the best steaks in town. Would you like to try them?"

Tom nodded excitedly, and Emily headed into the kitchen to prepare their orders. As they waited, Jasper made an effort to relax and immerse himself in the atmosphere of the bar.

Observing his surroundings, Jasper noticed something unusual about the patrons of the place. They were dressed in a combination of clothing that evoked the style of the 19th century but with modern touches. It was as if they had created a fusion of different eras, forming a unique and eye-catching aesthetic.

Jasper couldn't help but watch the people as they conversed and laughed with each other. He felt as if he were immersed in a movie, but with flesh and blood individuals. He wondered how they had managed to recreate such a peculiar atmosphere.

His thoughts were interrupted when Emily returned with the plates of food. She placed a juicy steak in front of them, and Jasper's eyes widened in surprise. He had never seen anything like it before.

"What is this?" he asked, carefully examining the plate and the food.

Tom smiled and responded kindly, "It's a beef steak, Jasper. Have you never tried one before?"

Jasper shook his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed. "No, I've never had the opportunity."

Tom and Emily exchanged a surprised glance but decided to remain silent. They watched as Jasper took a hesitant bite of the steak, and his eyes lit up with delight as he tasted the juicy meat and fresh ingredients.

"This is amazing," exclaimed Jasper, taking another bite. "Thank you, Emily."

Emily replied with a warm smile. "You're welcome. I'm glad you like it."

As Jasper savored the exquisite flavor of the steak, his mind filled with contrasts between this new world and his own. In his world, food was an unattainable luxury, reserved only for the wealthy. Most of the time, he settled for dehydrated food and leftovers. The steak that Emily had served him was something completely unknown to him.

A pang of nostalgia and sadness washed over Jasper as he remembered the limitations of his former life. However, he made an effort to leave those thoughts behind and focus on the present. He appreciated the opportunity to explore this new world and experience wonderful things like that steak.

Emily noticed Jasper's hesitant expression as he enjoyed his meal. "Is everything okay, Jasper? You don't seem to be fully enjoying the food," she asked with concern.

"It's not the food," Jasper finally replied, breaking the silence. "It's just that this flavor is completely new to me."

Tom and Emily exchanged a knowing look, and Tom commented, "That's understandable. But that's precisely the beauty of discovering new places and trying different things, don't you think?"

Jasper nodded, feeling slightly embarrassed. "Yes, you're right. I apologize if I seem ungrateful. I'm just not accustomed to this kind of gastronomic experience."

Emily offered him a warm smile. "You don't have to apologize, Jasper. We're delighted to have you here with us, sharing these new experiences."

Jasper felt a sense of relief and gratitude toward his new friends. "Thank you, Emily, Tom. I'm really lucky to have met both of you."

Suddenly, the sound of blaring sirens pierced the air, creating a deafening cacophony that filled the surroundings. A shiver ran down Emily's spine as the air around her became tense and oppressive. A sense of terror began to take shape at the core of her being, making her tremble.

Tom, with a determined expression, quickly got up from the table and grabbed Emily's hand, conveying his resolve in a firm grip. "We need to get out of here. It's not safe," he said urgently, trying to maintain calm amidst the chaos.

Jasper also stood up, feeling a knot in his stomach as fear gripped him. "What's happening?" he asked, scanning his surroundings for any clue that could explain the reason behind all the commotion, but he only found faces filled with confusion and panic.

Before Tom could respond, a desperate man burst into the bar, frantically shouting, "The witches! They're attacking the city!" His words echoed in the air, filled with palpable terror that spread like a collective contagion.

Emily gasped in terror, her mind struggling to assimilate the dreadful reality of the threat looming over them. She tightly squeezed Tom's hand, finding a glimmer of security in his touch amidst the chaos.

Tom, with a serious and determined expression, turned to the group, his eyes reflecting resolve. "We need to find a safe place, now," he said firmly, leading the way out of the bar as the darkness of the night intensified and fear seeped into every corner of the city.