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[swansongs]

[Sure, the rooms are pretty nice, the building's quiet and clean, no one's tried to beat him over the head or anything yet, but that doesn't make Dyme any happier. He has no idea how he got here, why he's here, or where he is. He'd just finally found his happiness; now it's been taken away from him again.]

What the hell is going on? I know, yeah, I got the warm welcome but no offense to anyone, that doesn't tell me jack shit. This kind of thing is called kidnapping.

[Except not really? He has no fucking idea what it is, but he knows that he doesn't like it.]

I would appreciate some help.

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[defenderofmen]

Your guess is as good as mine. Most of the people around here keep hours but I haven't taken the time to go and see them.

[She doesn't like going into a conversation without having a clear idea of what she wants out of it. That and avoidance is a skill that Elena has perfected over the years.]

[swansongs]

Someone has to have answers for what's going on. Whoever's in charge.

[Someone had to be in charge. People couldn't just be plucked from their homes or wherever they were and brought here without someone overseeing everything that was happening, intentional or not.]

[defenderofmen]

I believe that would be Charles but you'd have to ask him.

[She's met him once.]

[swansongs]

[He'd remember that name.]

Thanks. I might just do that.

[defenderofmen]

I wish you luck.

[Elena can do little more than that.]