[The handwriting that suddenly appears is very sloppy, but still somewhat readable. It's a combination of being drugged, having messy handwriting in the first place, and having a cast on his arm to have to work around.]I don't really remember what happened, so I'll try to write what I can here
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[He sounds... different.]
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He blinks... then grits his teeth again as he yells in the direction of the journal.]
Stop playing around with me! Where the hell are you?!
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[Okay, one step at a time. It's obvious that he's angry.]
D'you see a journal lying around anywhere?
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Still, he heads over to it to push his foot against the spine, bringing it down into the ground more.]
And you can't talk through books! Didn't anyone teach you that?
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But it's not like regular books! It's magic, and people use it to communicate. Don't you remember?
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[He finally kicks it over, and though the image is muddy, Luke still leans over with narrow eyes to look over the journal.]
So talk.
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...Hi?
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AND HE SUDDENLY LEANS BACK, one hand defensively in front of his face.]
What the - It really did talk!
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Hey, you okay?
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Well. The harshness of his tone decreases a little, though he's still obviously upset.]
Yeah. And I don't even know where I am, either.
[He remembers something Ventus said... about asking if he remembered. And didn't he say his name?
... He sighs. This happens all the time. But he won't say anything about not remembering him; people always got upset with him if he said anything about it.]
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[Whew, let's see...]
This place is called Luceti. It's [another world--] ...kinda far away.
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[Nope, doesn't ring any bells. As expected.]
Did I visit this place when I was a kid or something? Because I don't remember it anymore.
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