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15strangers2023-06-09 03:43 pm
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[The first sensation you feel is a headache. It's brief, slicing, sharp. It passes soon after you wake up, but it is there nevertheless, and the pain is not easily forgotten. Perhaps your eyes also blur as if roused from a deep sleep; perhaps your tongue also feels off, like you swallowed a bug. It's not pleasant.
More unpleasant, though, is the second sensation that dawns on you all-this is not your bed. This, in fact, is unrecognizable. It is not anywhere you recall coming to, willingly or otherwise. It's a room with a bunk, and there is a strange smell in the air that is hard to ignore.
No, you are no longer home. Any possessions you may have had on you are gone, save your clothing and a strange watch you can't get off, no matter how hard you try. And when you run into the hallway, well-you might find yourself running into others who might be just as confused and scared as you are as the area around you slowly sways, up and down, left and right.
What is this place? Why are you here? Who are all these other people?
What is going on?]
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[ He's learning so much about how far their technology has advanced and he loves it so, SO much! ]
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[ The unfortunate curse of being in the 19th century instead of the 21st, truly. ]
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[ Now that's certainly VERY curious and he wanted to know more about that. ]
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[ Then he sighed, shaking his head and actually looking a little disappointed. ]
Which is a shame, because I would indeed love a chance to make contact with an angel!