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[Dirk's been here for about a day, give or take. Unlike some people, he didn't immediately jump on the journal and ask what's going on. No, instead he's looked around to try and figure out where the actual hell he is. He hasn't been able to find out as many answers as he would like. What's more is he's already figured out what he lost, and it doesn't sit well with him at all. But he's not going to go parading it around. To others, it might be minor. But to him, being unable to do something he by all rights should be able to do is rather infuriating.
It's become obvious that he isn't going to be able to find a way out, though. He's tried. There's no foreseeable way to get back to where his friends were. This doesn't make sense, though. Everything was going fine. This clearly isn't part of the game, so what the hell happened? He's concerned for several reasons. Namely, he wants to make sure his friends are alright. Not that he doesn't have faith in them. Fear of the unknown is just making him worry about them more than he normally would.]
Paradisa.
This wasn't how things were supposed to go. I'm not sure how I even got here.
But of all the inconveniences that could have taken place, this has got to be the biggest fuckin' inconvenience I ever did see.
From what I've gathered, though, no one else knows.
So I'm not even going to bother asking what's probably been asked a thousand times.
I will ask one thing, though.
Is there any way to find out the fate of someone back where you came from?
That's the only fucking thing I care about at this point.
It's become obvious that he isn't going to be able to find a way out, though. He's tried. There's no foreseeable way to get back to where his friends were. This doesn't make sense, though. Everything was going fine. This clearly isn't part of the game, so what the hell happened? He's concerned for several reasons. Namely, he wants to make sure his friends are alright. Not that he doesn't have faith in them. Fear of the unknown is just making him worry about them more than he normally would.]
Paradisa.
This wasn't how things were supposed to go. I'm not sure how I even got here.
But of all the inconveniences that could have taken place, this has got to be the biggest fuckin' inconvenience I ever did see.
From what I've gathered, though, no one else knows.
So I'm not even going to bother asking what's probably been asked a thousand times.
I will ask one thing, though.
Is there any way to find out the fate of someone back where you came from?
That's the only fucking thing I care about at this point.
