Every year fifty thousand people disappear in Russia. This is not a joke - statistics. Where do they go? Well, it’s hard to say about everyone, but a considerable number go to other worlds. Even such a word appeared - “misfit”. True, everyone usually ends up in a very monotonous way: either in June 22, 1941, or in a world with magicians and dragons and entirely feudal remnants, or directly in the body of the king. But it happens that a person ends up seriously. After all, the worlds are very different. Developed communism with spaceship flights is one thing, and politically correct America, selflessly fighting for equal rights for vampires, werewolves and other undead, is quite another. And she fights, interestingly, in pure Russian, which for some reason is seriously called English. It is very convenient to implement and completely abnormal. The strange surroundings make the poor aliens' brains boil at times...