[Splat. That's the first sound that comes from the journal. A moment of silence followed by a slosh, squelch, slosh. A breath and suddenly...]
Mud?! How'd I get here? Wait a minute--- [Another moment of near silence, aside from the mud slurping sound, as he turns his head.]
Zuko...? Katara? Sokka? Toph? O-okay, this is just weird, now.
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