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[It happens so sudden. Like waking up from a dream, or rather it’s like he has been teleported if he was familiar with such a term. He’s in the middle of some sort of celebration, surrounded by strangers. In addition there’s the distinctive taste of alcohol in his mouth. Alcohol. It’s nothing new. He can’t hold his liquor very well. But he cannot remember drinking!]
Bewilderment. It can easily, so easily, lead to despair! It appears I’ve gotten lost in a crowd. And what a peculiar crowd this is! In this chaos, this haze of words and laughter and cheers, the chaos in my head almost seems inferior. What is this? Where am I?
[Above him he spots a banner. Scrambled, blurry numbers he eventually recognizes as 2011. Now this is a little shocking. Last time he checked it was 1932! Shakingly he gets up, stumbling about like a newborn calf. Out of habit he reaches for his most beloved tool-where- where is his wrench!?]
I’m starting to get a little angered now. Not only am I lost, but my faithful companion has been taken from me! No, not angered I’m furious! Incensed, livid, mad, mad, mad so mad I-ARRRGH
[He roars, lacking enough self-awareness to be bothered by the strange looks he receives]
Ah well, this is a party isn’t it? Then it’s a time for rejoice! Yes! What a lovely surprise it is to wake up in such a place! 2011 huh? Yer all getting ahead of yourself, but that’s alright! I’m fine with it! It's all marvelous! Hngh I'm dizzy.