[Sollux looks around himself,a gray collar wrapped tightly around his neck. He tugs at it, experimentally, testing it.He's disappointed when it's grip holds. Had that all been a strange dream, that man who'd asked him his name. The memory seems foggy now and indistinct, trying to recall a specific detail makes it seem even fuzzier. It couldn't have been real, this must just be another experiment, but then, where was everyone else? Why was he alone here? He studies his surroundings, scowling at the people that seem to be everywhere, and all of them unchained. Something about this wasn't right.]
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