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[There's a young man standing in a hall, hand to his head as though he's trying to keep it from toppling. After a few moments, he straightens up and shakes off whatever it is that's bothering him, or tries to, only to wince in discomfort an instant later. He looks a little banged up, sweat and dirt dried against his skin. Darker marks--blood maybe?--can be seen in a couple of places on his person. He blinks glowing eyes and looks around, shock clear on his features. He doesn't recognize this place.]