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[At this point, he was certian he had no idea where he was. Yes, the paintings and photographs were quite lovely, but he doesn't recognize any styles from the galleries of London or Paris and he certainly hasn't seen a photograph with so much color in his life.]
[Then there was the strange device he found on his person. Nevermind how a tiny thing like this manages to function without winding it up, but it displayed various messages and images along with bizzare formats. What on earth was a "video?"]
[He turned the device over in his hand for a third time and sighed. If this was the only way he can contact someone for help, he may as well learn to use it.]
Hello?
Can someone tell me where I am?
I woke up in a strange gallery with a strange device.
Very confused.
Please respond.
From Dorian Gray.
[Dorian presses the send button and waits for a reply. He glances up every now and then, looking for someone in the room to talk to.]
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I have not encountered him.
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What about the Duchess? Or her husband?
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Nice job you broke him
... Nobody at all?
Hahahahahaha I can't wait til he finds out just what he's talking to
He's already texted a pidgeon, what else could go wrong?
[When he does text back, he doesn't seem to show the full emotion behind it.]
Why?
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[Okay that was totally out of context. Trying to make it less awkward and/or horrifying...]
I meant why would anyone bring me here?
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I'm sorry, could you rephrase that?
[Dorian doesn't know how to talk to robots.]
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