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When his consciousness returned, he found himself in a rather different environment, from the looks of things he was in some form of shack or cabin that hadn’t seen any use for an extremely long time, a thick layer of dust covered almost every inch of his surroundings, save for the clear trails he had made whilst unconscious. That thought alone was enough to bring him fully back to his senses, if ‘he’ had managed to bring him here, who knows what else he could have done whilst he was unaware. He hastily pulled himself to his feet, examining himself as well as the bag he had brought with him. The pain from his stump had died