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[The good Doctor finds himself whisked away to an alien world, completely unaware of his current location; pretty standard stuff for everyone who arrives here on their first day. Though, being the smart guy he is, it wasn't hard for him to deduct that the numerous rooms with numbers on their door correlated with the number he had on his journal, so decided to go see if there was a room with the same number.
And there it was, right on the money.
He spent a moment contemplating going in, considering he had no idea what this place was. Heck, it could've been some kind of prison for all he knew, even if a castle was a bit too fancy for a prison. Still, it wouldn't surprise him considering his track record, so he decided to take the chance and opened the door, half-expecting to be greeted by something unpleasant.
Yet he wasn't all that unimpressed. He closed the door behind him, slowly examining his room for anything. Nothing in particular, just anything at all, as if he knew there was something in here. But there wasn't. It was just a room, one he could easily see himself operating from. Things seemed a little better!
Finally, he sat down at a neat little desk and took his journal from his pocket, flicking through it idly.]
"Not bad...not bad at all! Of course I'll need the room spruced up a bit because the decor is just a tad too archaic for my liking, but it could be so much worse. Hohoho...d'ooooohohohohoho!"
And there it was, right on the money.
He spent a moment contemplating going in, considering he had no idea what this place was. Heck, it could've been some kind of prison for all he knew, even if a castle was a bit too fancy for a prison. Still, it wouldn't surprise him considering his track record, so he decided to take the chance and opened the door, half-expecting to be greeted by something unpleasant.
Yet he wasn't all that unimpressed. He closed the door behind him, slowly examining his room for anything. Nothing in particular, just anything at all, as if he knew there was something in here. But there wasn't. It was just a room, one he could easily see himself operating from. Things seemed a little better!
Finally, he sat down at a neat little desk and took his journal from his pocket, flicking through it idly.]
"Not bad...not bad at all! Of course I'll need the room spruced up a bit because the decor is just a tad too archaic for my liking, but it could be so much worse. Hohoho...d'ooooohohohohoho!"