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[houredingly]

[Jack Bauer-- with a nametag that reads Jimmy-- wakes up in a bed. Immediately he jumps to his feet, his hand going to his waist-holster where his gun is.

There is no gun.

Nor is there a holster.]

DAMMIT!

Where the hell am I?

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[journeyedingly]

[Rose wanders past, pausing to regard the man - Jimmy - quizzically.]

Have you lost something?