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This room is not real.
That's the first thought that crosses your mind as soon as your consciousness comes back up. You're not even sure if that's your own thought, but the feeling doesn't leave no matter how much time has passed. The room looks nice and cozy, but everything feels wrong. You don't belong here, you're you, aren't you?
Aren't you?
You'll soon notice that there are other things that just isn't right. You can talk, but is your mouth moving? You can see, but are your eyes blinking? You also have ball joints. Nothing hurts, and you're fine, but it's a little weird.

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Not that there are many organs I could do without, but I'm sure you take my meaning.
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I am fine with it, run it by the others.
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Sounds like he's on board.
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Indeed! And some interesting revelations about you as well.
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Dante, what's he like?
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And I work with him...
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. . .
I want a drink.
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Where the hell is my jaw?
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What- what the hell!?
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