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Dorian stumbled his way into the establishment and looked around everywhere at the odd place he was in. There were tables that people were gathered around, and cntraptions that people were pulling handles on as noises were being made from. He couldn't seperate the noises as his siren abilities were going into overdrive, causing his hearing to increase in intensity. He dropped down to the floor, covering his ears.
"Alright, buddy, let's go," a large, muscular man stated as he moved over. "We don't need bums in this establishment. The boss would not be happy to see someone like you here."
Dorian was starting to panic as his mouth opened, his siren music flowing out as the man stopped pulling him along. Dorian could feel himself coming to grips with the situation as he stood up and looked the man dead in the eyes, a wicked stare being presented. "I need water. Take me to get water now!"
"Sure thing, sir," the man stated in a mindless zombie kind of way. He led Dorian toward the bar and stepped aside to allow him to sit.
Dorian sat down on the circular seat at the tall table and looked to the man behind the table, clearing a glass.
"What can I do for ya, bub?" the bartender asked.
"I need water," Dorian replied.
"Water?" the bartender asked. "Is that all you want?"
"YES!" Dorian yelled as he went right into siren mode again, unable to control himself.
"Right away, sir," the bartender stated, sounding as mindless as the muscular man was. "Whatever you want, sir." He quickly got the water and handed it to Dorian.
Dorian quickly drunk the glass and handed it back. "MORE! A lot more!"
"Right away," the bartender started pouring several glasses with water and handed them to Dorian.
Dorian continued drinking the water, trying to get his fill.
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Looking for Water
