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The otter awoke, confused. 8 `2 c) U3 {" N& v! m a* T# T水獭醒了，感到十分困惑。 ) b: t/ R3 b. ?/ _3 qHe sat up on the hard metal bunk he'd apparently been sleeping on, clutching at his head. His mind felt foggy, his memories fragmented.# P! W6 V- f8 u
坐在他一直睡觉的硬质金属铺位上，他抱着头。 他的头脑模糊，记忆破碎。 , M% c" Q3 c1 S9 F8 J0 D1 HThe otter glanced about the room he was in, seeing only white metal walls. It was a small room, a cell, basically. The bunk he was on the only thing in it. There was only a single closed door.# A+ N% v- A3 M8 ?/ b1 K
水獭瞥了一眼他所在的房间，他只看到白色的金属墙，。这是一个小房间，一个牢房。实际上，这个房间只有这一张床和一扇紧闭的门。 6 g0 X0 ?3 y" |! ~8 P! bWhere was he? Why was he here? He had no idea. He felt like he should be more concerned about that, but he was strangely calm. # Q) y, Y; j& e- G: H他在哪？他为什么在这里？他不知道。他觉得自己应该对此更加关注，但是他很奇怪地保持镇定。 + d% Q% z" }/ p j W/ r% Q5 I" IAnother question arose. Who am I?4 m( F7 w: q8 w6 @, S/ x
另一个问题出现了。我是谁？ & n! L8 Y: O, J( C/ z% v0 _# aThe only answer that came to mind was a name. Kyle. So he clung to that. He was Kyle, but he had no idea who Kyle was...8 }" ]' {8 Y z
想到的唯一答案是名字。” 凯尔”, 所以他坚持了这一点。 他是凯尔，但他不知道凯尔是谁... $ m0 e# [. e B" B+ I& u- K2 {3 s/ RHe looked down at himself, his brow furrowing in confusion. Had he always been this muscular? And why was he dressed from the neck down in skin-tight shiny black rubber? Even his **ck was encased, sticking out from his groin, thick and hard. j3 Z7 B, V u/ n4 Q. S+ K
他低头看了看自己，他的眉间充满困惑。 他一直都那么肌肉发达吗？为什么他从脖子向下穿上紧身的黑色光泽的胶衣呢？甚至连他的TT也被包住了，从他的腹股沟里伸出来，又粗又硬。7 _+ c- y6 c! p6 N" B
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