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[All he did was close his eyes for an instant. He didn't fall asleep, he didn't lose consciousness...at least he's pretty sure he didn't.
So when he opens his eyes and finds himself not in the dingy hotel room that is his latest lair, but in a richly appointed room, he does more than note his surroundings and mentally catalog the contents within eyeshot...he feels a true sense of fear for the first time since his recapture.
Rising from the bed slowly, he moves to the center of the room and starts looking for cameras as, unwittingly, he's recorded by the journal calling out to nothing.]
Hello?!...HELLO! Where am I, who did this?!?!
[All he did was close his eyes for an instant. He didn't fall asleep, he didn't lose consciousness...at least he's pretty sure he didn't.
So when he opens his eyes and finds himself not in the dingy hotel room that is his latest lair, but in a richly appointed room, he does more than note his surroundings and mentally catalog the contents within eyeshot...he feels a true sense of fear for the first time since his recapture.
Rising from the bed slowly, he moves to the center of the room and starts looking for cameras as, unwittingly, he's recorded by the journal calling out to nothing.]
Hello?!...HELLO! Where am I, who did this?!?!
