[ WP ] The Government and Media have been lying and North Korea is actually a super advanced , peaceful Utopia . You 're an American who just crashed landed a boat in North Korea .

`` He's a lucky man. Much longer underwater and even we could n't have saved him.'' 
 
 The voice was swimming in my ears, seeming slightly muffled. The accent was unfamiliar, but yet I thought it must be from some part of Asia. I did n't know who was talking. All I could yet see was darkness as of yet. Then, I realized that my eyes were closed. Shifting with a groan, my lashes fluttered, and a white room slowly cleared in my vision from a blur. A man and a woman in long white coats were standing at my bedside, stethoscopes around their necks. A monitor beeped beside me. Why had n't I heard that first? 
 
 `` Ah, it seems luck has woken up.'' The woman remarked. I looked at the pair, blinking. `` Where am I?'' I could n't tell if they were Chinese or Japanese, but they were definitely Asian. Maybe even Laotian. `` Who are you?'' Questions were swimming through my head, which was throbbing with a dull ache. I decided their nationality could wait. 
 
 `` You're in a hospital. You were in an accident. I'm afraid your boat is gone, but you were lucky to have been found when you were. A team of divers pulled you out. You must have been in the cabin when it capsized.'' The man explained. `` I am Doctor Sung, and my colleague here is Doctor Ohnn.'' He indicated the woman, who gave me a smile. `` I admit, we were surprised to have an American brought in. Very few from your country visit us here.'' 
 
 `` Here? Where is here?'' I demanded, their names already forgotten in my aching mind. 
 
 `` Why... Pyongnang. This is North Korea.'' Doctor Ohnn explained, her voice gentle and kind. `` You're in the capital city, Mr. Mason.'' 
 
 It took me a minute to realize how they knew who I was, but of course I had ID on me when I'd been out. Still, the shock was evident in my voice. `` North Korea? Why am I not dead?'' I asked this even as I realized all the care which had been taken with me. The bed was very comfortable, the pillows soft. There were even a few personal effects, salvaged and laid out neatly on the opposite side of the doctors. `` I thought this was a poor country... I thought you hated Americans. I've read about this country... all the prison camps and corruption. Your government kills all sorts of innocents!'' I frowned, confused. Even as I looked out the window, I could see how this might not be true. It looked like the cleanest city I'd ever seen, the buildings well-kept and the people seemed content as they walked. The cars that drove by -- wait, were they hovering? I could n't begin to process that, so I looked back at the Doctors. I wanted to hear their excuse this time. 
 
 Doctor Sung smiled sadly. `` I expected you'd say that. The history you've read is true, but I guess it's easier to put North Korea's name instead of admit your own tyranny.'' As my mouth hung open, he put a hand on my shoulder. `` We can speak more later. You should get some more rest.'' And the pair headed out, after Doctor Ohnn made a check of my vitals, and asked if I wanted anything. Food, a drink. All I could do was shake my head, shocked, and lay my head back on the down pillow. It seemed I had a lot to learn today.
