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"Oh my god! Where am I ?!" A few seconds ago, I was in my apartment and examined a strange jewelry box that I found on the street. I wanted to give it to the lost property office, but I also decided that it would be better to first see what was there. When I opened it on the street, I saw that it contained a lot of different jewelry and only at home I saw that something was written on the bottom of the box. There it was written something like that these jewelry can send me to different eras of time. I was sure it was just a metaphor. I got the idea to put on some kind of pendant with a ribbon. It was a beautiful pendant made of a large blue stone, adorned with silver stones on the sides. I chuckled, but for some reason I had a strong desire to try on something and this pendant was just in my hands. I went to the mirror and began to put it on, for a second before tying it around my neck, I thought it was stupid, but decided that no one was seeing me anyway. As soon as I tied the string of the pendant around my neck, everything went dark for a moment. I opened my eyes and saw that I did not see my reflection, I was not standing in front of the mirror in my apartment! I was in another room. The room was covered with purple wallpaper. There was antique furniture everywhere, the same as in museums, but mostly it was some kind of more used. The chairs and sofas were upholstered in blue fabric, and a man was sitting on one of them. He was wearing the clothes of men from the 19th or 18th century, he looked completely untidy. - Duck, what do you say your name is? Apparently he turned to me, I wanted to answer something, but at that moment I noticed that I was experiencing some new sensations. There was a slight weight in my earlobes. Hair touched my cheeks, and my whole body ... - God! What is it!? I screamed when I looked down. More precisely, I didn’t scream, I began to choke with fright. My voice was completely different, it was clearly a female soprano. But everything else. I saw a cleavage and my chest instead of a flat chest and my T-shirt. I was wearing a satin dress made of a light blue material that covered my body gently. I definitely felt the corset squeezing my waist, I knew what a corset was only from a photo, but I immediately guessed that it was a corset.