Roberto woke up with a start, sweating and panting. He looked around, and realized that he was in his hotel room, not in the ancient chamber. He had been dreaming, but it felt so real and vivid. He checked his phone, and saw that it was 7 a.m. He had slept for only a few hours, after returning from the archaeological site. He tried to shake off the nightmare, but he could not get it out of his mind. He wondered what it meant, and if it had any connection to his research. He decided to get some fresh air, and maybe find some breakfast. He got dressed, grabbed his backpack, and left the hotel. He walked along the busy streets of Mexico City, which was a stark contrast to the ruins of Tenochtitlan. He saw skyscrapers, cars, shops, and people of all kinds. He felt a mix of awe and nostalgia, as he imagined how different the city must have looked centuries ago. He wandered aimlessly, until he came across a small and shabby restaurant, tucked away in a side alley. It had a sign that read "Comedor Perdido", which meant "Lost Restaurant". He was curious and hungry, so he decided to give it a try. He entered the restaurant, which was dimly lit and sparsely furnished. There were only a few tables and chairs, and a counter where a middle-aged woman was cooking. She greeted him with a smile, and asked him what he wanted. He looked at the menu, which had a few options of typical Mexican dishes, such as tacos, enchiladas, and quesadillas. He ordered a plate of huevos rancheros, and a cup of coffee. He sat down at a table near the window, and waited for his food. He looked around, and noticed something that made him gasp. The walls of the restaurant were decorated with masks of monsters, similar to the ones he had seen in his dream. They were made of cheap materials, such as cardboard, plastic, and paint, but they had the same shapes and features as the ones in the chamber. He felt a surge of fear and confusion, as he wondered if this was a coincidence, or something more. He got up, and approached the wall. He touched one of the masks, and felt a shock. He heard a voice in his head, that said: "Welcome, Roberto. We have been expecting you."

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