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He walks in cautiously, looking around, a bit perplexed, but doing his best to hide it. He knows one thing for sure. This is definitely not Miami. And the second thing he knows, he's not quite as entirely sure about, but he's fairly certain that he's supposed to be dead. The fact that he's walking into a building that doesn't entirely look like the Pearly Gates... or the other place, for that matter, doesn't lend itself to coming up with a simple solution for just what the hell is going on, however.
So instead he just looks around briefly. "Hello? Where am I?" He clears his throat. "Harry Morgan. Miami PD. Anyone there?"
[Typist: Dili, can you ever read anything and not start spreading it like an STD? XD Anyway. Harry. Dexter's dear devoted dad. Of the foster variety, at any rate. From Jeff Lindsay's Dexter series! Yay!]
So instead he just looks around briefly. "Hello? Where am I?" He clears his throat. "Harry Morgan. Miami PD. Anyone there?"
[Typist: Dili, can you ever read anything and not start spreading it like an STD? XD Anyway. Harry. Dexter's dear devoted dad. Of the foster variety, at any rate. From Jeff Lindsay's Dexter series! Yay!]