Lost Shepard: IntroConnor grumbled as he stumbled along the streets of home. Normally he was very careful drinking but tonight he'd had way too much. His mind had been spinning lately. Even though it was no where near the date he'd become part of Scotland, Connor's mind was filled with memories of the past, memories he wanted erased or at least numbed from for at least a few hours. But clearly he'd overdone it as suddenly found the hard ground coming up to meet him.Lost Shepard: Intro11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
The redhead grumbled, slowly opening his eyes. Where was he? What time was it? It seemed to be dark. Had he only been out a few minutes? But something wasn't right...not only was he not laying face down he was sitting up, propped against a solid surface. "What?" Very slowly, Connor stood up, almost falling over again. It looked like he was indoors, surrounded by black walls with no windows and a red flooring made of something hard that he wasn't quite sure what it was except it wasn't stone or wood. "...Where am I?"
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