*Standing next to the fountain holding a ruck sack and glancing around totally befuddled*
What the... where the heck am I?
Did I... Was there a portkey on the table...?
Sev? Sev, are you here?
*turns and sees the laptop recording this*
...
*picks it up*
What the devil is this? It's like... a cross between a type writer and a telie...
*scowls slightly
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