( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

Did...uh...anyone else wake up and get kicked out of a library? [ There's a slight pause as he avoids getting bumped by someone on the sidewalk. Why? Cos he has no idea what the Hell is going on...or who he is for that matter. ] Also...feeling like your brain got slurped up by a crazy straw because I got that nagging feel I left the stove on and forgot my name. And where I came from...or anything resembling a personal history.

Well the fact that I'm not a drooling vegetable is always a good sign, right?

I think I might be either a) a masked vigilante or b) a masked bandit though.

Well, I'm not in an air vent. I don't have any prosthetic limbs, and I'm not Russian.

I am however, in a sort of...homeless shelter. But I'm pretty sure I'm not homeless. I guess I work here. With my girlfriend. I've taken to assuming she's my girlfriend. Because she's pretty hot we woke up all over each other.

So...that's a thing.

Also, I'm pretty sure I saw someone who looks just like me here. So...twin guy? If you're out there? Respond.