[ot] [wrong] [wrong] dangerous ideas

[Karl]

You wake up in a small dank cell.  You blink the blur a little out of your
eyes.  The light of torches shines through the bars of your door,
illuminating words scrawled on your ceiling:

"wHo aM I?"

Well?  Who are you?

> Gregory Swashbuckler, Space Knight
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