Dolemeck groaned as he started to wake up. His right arm was hurting him pretty badly, and well... there were women all over the place in the room they were in. He gave out a scream, falling out of the bathtub he was in, and landing on his butt on the hard tiled floor. He had NO clue what was going on... or any memory of the past twenty four hours. He barely remembers even LANDING in Amsterdam for that matter!
"What the bloody hell is going on!? Why is there a tortoise in the bathroom!? What is going on in here!?"
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