Who are you? He demands. /This silly cosplaying maniac has lost his mind!/ you think to yourself as Artemus has tied you to a chair. Where am I?! You ask furiously, ignoring his question as you finally stop wriggling. He scoffs. Artemus then walks slowly towards you and stops inches away, before bending down to slightly lift your chin. He studies your face. You’re not from here, are you?
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