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[There's nothing else to be found out of the ordinary in the dining hall, and as such, Ion finally opens his eyes. His movements are slow, and he struggles in his disorientation to even sit up, nearly falling back over in the struggle.]

What...where am I?

[He puts a shaking hand to his forehead.]

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