After being summoned through Mister Scofield's fantasy world skill, Alonso was somehow forgotten by everyone and left to his own devises on the library before the feud with the goddess of fate was even settled.
His first step out of the library left him astonished, but certainly not in a good way. Megacities in his Spain were scarce and their walls were shorter which meant they still enjoyed the morning sunshine. People had potted plants on their balconies and although there were more than a few skyscrapers, they weren't tall or numerous enough to block the view.
The megacity of New Texas was the complete opposite and painted a gray picture of skyscraper after skyscraper, color occasionally breaching through neon advertisements instead of plants. Even the stale air that reached him felt smothering rather than invigorating and Alonso could only describe it as a dystopian hell.
