Forbidden memory

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I woke up in a stranger's bed, in an unfamiliar house. I looked around the room, the beige walls were plastered with several maps and sketches. This room had a whole 80's western energy flowing throughout it. "Where am I?" I questioned, and not long after I said that, a voice responded to me. "Who are you?", Their voice was deep, deep like the pacific ocean. I could hear the voice coming from the Closet. "That doesn't answer my question." I replied back to them sharply. "Come out of the closet, I'm not afraid of you!" I said.
I could hear a soft, deep chuckle, then a tall Lynx walked out of the closet, he adjusted his cowboy hat and rolled up the sleeves of his red plaid shirt. I felt a wave of fear wash over my body, like the feeling you get after your parent calls you by your full name, my confidence was immediately shut down.
     "I-I'm sorry" I said quickly, "What are you feelin' sorry for?" He questioned. I responded with "I shouldn't have been so Sharp, since I assume you're the one who brought me here, Where am I?", "You are in the OutLands, when I found you, you were from across the border in the MainLands... in a lake." He said, "in a lake? How did I end up in a lake?" I questioned with surprise, I had many questions. Questions that demanded answers.

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