[It looks like Lexaeus has finally decided to come and explore the amusement park. At the moment, he's hanging out in the House of Personas.

And what is he seeing you might ask? In one pane there's a man who looks very much like him (and yet is not him) standing guard outside a castle that might be familiar to anyone who's visited Hollow Bastion. The next one is inside the castle itself; a regal-looking blond man presided of a gaggle of men who seem to be happily chattering away about something and who bear an eerie half-resemblance to the founding members of the Organization.

The third though... the third is blank. Lexaeus has yet to move beyond the second, because he's fully aware of what that next might hold. No need to subject passersby to that.]

[After spending a good deal of time wandering down the mountains (and occasionally get sidetracked by interesting rock formations), Lexaeus has finally made his way into town. Rather unsurprisingly, he's looking for where he might find his own clothes, among other things. Sadly, he has no real idea of whereabouts he should start, so he's doing it the simple way: checking the entire town for something that looks store-like.

And what does this mean for you, the citizens of Luceti? It means that there's a well-muscled man who stands somewhere in the 7-foot range exploring the city in nothing more than the pants provided on arrival. But hey, at least it's better than wearing black in the current heat.]

[At first there's simply silence, but after a moment there's a faint groan, almost as if someone's blinking against light or pulling themselves to their feet after a period of long inactivity. A moment later, it's followed by a man's voice, speaking (apparently) to himself.]

Where...?

[It's the only word he speaks, but one could easily fit in 'am I' or 'is this' respectively.]