I Fall In Love In Another Dimension
Chapter 59

Simon takes us through tunnels that seem to be opened by moles, that seem to shout warnings, we walk with our hands up as if we could contain the ceiling that threatens to envelop us, until we reach the end of the road where they knock three times and we hear the earth roar, I am startled to assume that this noise corresponds to the collapse of the sinkhole, until a voice interrupts my paranoia.

-It is one of the slaves, he recognizes himself because he is wearing chains on his neck and arms.

-Simon greets him, while I push him aside to get out of those mousetraps, we are in a room with stone walls, it smells like a mixture of damp and damp with tints of dirt.

-We are in a room with stone walls, it smells like a mixture of dampness and dampness with a tinge of filth.

-Excellent, from tonight no one will be chained like a wild animal, it will be a new dawn with more social justice," Simon speaks as he joins his forehead with the slave's, gives him a peck on his hair and looks at me out of the corner of his eye.

We run down those eternal stairs trying not to do anything, all with drawn swords, at each step there are slaves who look excited, even kneel before Simon's steps, when we reach the door of the king's room, the guards lower their faces, opening letting us pass without the slightest resistance.

-King Joseph, your end has come, you will be arrested," he sentences, speaking to what is seen on that bed that looks more like a pile of rags than a man.

Receiving no expected response, Simon decides to uncover it to replace a fat man.

-That's not it, it can't be! -he says in astonishment.

-Yes, that's him," I tell him, looking him over, "he's bloated for sure, he was killed with a steel weapon that bled him from the inside or a poison that disfigured him like that.

-He's dead, it wasn't supposed to happen this way. -Simon stammers in terror.

-What's going on here," asks a familiar voice, then the president's bodyguards enter with their rifles pointed at us.

-Mr. President, those gentlemen assassinated the king," the same slave who let us into the castle accused us.

-I can't believe that one of the Estiben has to do with this treason, it's outrageous," José, the president covered his eyes with his right hand, pretending to be ashamed.

-Wait president, it was a trap, when we arrived he was already dead," explained Yací, trying to calm things down.

-Although I trust you, it will be difficult for the subjects to accept it, look at all these witnesses and some of them are accomplices of Simon's plans," smiles Jose making a dramatic pause, "things in this time are different than in our land, although the people are still the same, the fear of a drastic change makes them want to sell themselves to the highest bidder.

-Wait José, surely we can do something, we cannot be condemned as guilty of something we did not do and above all Yací and I were forced into this intrigue, we only want to return to our land, -I beg him desperately,

-I have a good idea, we will pretend that nothing happened, we will secretly burn that body and everyone present will forget about it, from today I will take its place, I will be known as King Joseph, and we will change this world, we will break the chains of differences, -Joseph opens his hands proclaiming as if he were in a public square.

-There is no problem for us if you pretend to be King Joseph. We just want to leave," adds my doctor hugging me.

-No, it's not fair, this is usurpation, it's treason to the kingdom," shouts Simon kicking the floor.

-It's true, what we have to say is that there was an attempt of revolt that killed the president because they mistook him for me, the king," José intoned his politician voice raising his hand and turning it around, the bodyguards shot against Simon and his henchmen. -Well, Estiben, it seems that you owe me a favor and in the transformation of this world, I will need all the help I can get," he said while hugging the slave who sold Simon and continued, "as a first step I need to remove the chains to all the servants, from tomorrow we will negotiate their freedom and we will make sewerage, I'm tired of this smell of dung, it is also important that the lords of science devise a system of electricity, there is much to do and so little time.

-Mr. King Joseph, please we need a room for the two of us, the truth is we have not slept much, we need to rest, -I ask him hugging my doctor who I feel that she was affected by seeing this carnage, he orders a page that takes us to a beautiful room where we could lie down to drown with kisses those terrible memories and it seems to serve because when I close my eyes I seem to see Simon screaming to be executed and gradually fades giving place to all my thoughts to my beautiful doctor, I run over her with my hands imagining that I walk on her skin, trying to keep in my memory the topography of her body, as if I could duplicate it, she also grabs me, pushes me inside her desperate as if she had an emptiness that she was desperate to be filled, we unite between kisses that combine with moans, our breaths accelerate to the rhythm of our bodies which violin that sounds to the rubbing of the strings, we are living our love no matter how many partners we both had and that we have already been several times, for us it is as if it were the first time, something magical where we exchange souls to the rhythm of the drumming of our thighs, our tiredness was erased, the desire to satiate our primitive desires replaced sleep, why sleep anyway if we were daydreaming, me being hers and her mine, we are the forbidden lovers in this time of prohibitions and fears, we submerge ourselves so deep in our affairs that we do not hear the chaos of the outside world.