*somewhere in the world*
Where am I?
*runs around in circles* Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
This is one weird town. *walks to the girl* Where am I little girl?
Momma told me never to talk to strangers.
I'm a Control Agent. I won't hurt you.
Momma told me never to talk to strangers.
How old are you?
Momma told me never to talk to strangers.
What's 2+2?
Momma told me never to talk to strangers.
I can see I'm not gonna get anywhere with this. Typical RPG girl.
*walks out* Ah, a stranger from the outside. May I ask who you are?
My name is Orakio. I've fallen from my flight and don't know where I am.
Ah, Orakio. Welcome back. What has it been, 1000 years now?
What?
Welcome back to Landen, Master Orakio.
What are you talking about?
We've been expecting you.
*to self* Might as well play along, he thinks I'm the Orakio of 1000 years ago. *to old man* Well, what do you know?
Well, for the last few days, we've lived in darkness. Something above us has blocked the sun.
I've seen that.
I don't think I've seen anything like it in 1000 years. Not since...
Wait, you're 1000 years old?
Why yes, I am. Now... what was I saying?
The blocking of the sun.
Oh yeah... what about it?
*thud*
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