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This section of the temple was oddly darker than normal, he thought as he moved towards the main Vestibule. Weren't there normally more torches? And where was everyone? Maybe something was happening outside that had drawn everyone away. He came upon a set of large doors - weren't these usually open? Were there even normally doors here? Something weird was going on. With a sigh and a shrug - he wasn't going to figure anything out just standing there, after all - Cináed placed his hands against the door and pushed.

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It was at that moment that the elegant doors that Roxxy had observed earlier swung open. A slight blonde figure stepped out into the plaza, before immediately coming to a halt. Cináed's jaw dropped.

This definitely isn't the temple any more.

He realised that he was attracting a few stares. It took him a moment to realise that it was because of his clothes - a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, whilst everyone else here wore clothing from somewhat less modern times. He stuck out like a sore thumb. Still, it seemed that nobody cared enough to waste more than a few seconds staring. They had seen much stranger things in their lifetimes than a teenager dressed oddly.

Cináed made his way slowly down the steps, staring about at the market plaza until his eyes came to rest on the statue of Sylvire. 'I recognise her', he thought, 'from the vestibule statues. Sylvire Nasazura. So does this place have something to do with the Patronus?'

This was going to take a while to figure out. 'I should probably just ask someone where the hell I am...'