Yet again, my consciousness was sent into the depths. Everything was supposed to be normal. Me and the other Sinners had woken up in H Corp, in Hongyuan, specifically in Yihongyuan, after encountering some Abnormality in the Lobotomy Corporation branch. We were then sent on a Distortion hunt, as per usual... Did the Distortion have the same effect...? I just can't remember that Abnormality and whatever transpired after but this feels like the same situation...

My vision cleared once more. I was sitting on the ground, wherever this was. <"Nngh..."> My clockhead ticks as usual. They are the indication of my speech. The flames emanate from it as usual too. Anyways, I should really push myself off the ground... <"Wait... The Sinners...! Where are the Sinners?!"> My head ticked faster, signifying worry. I had pushed myself off the ground at this point. But I need to figure out where in the world I ended up, or my bacon will really be cooked after this...!

After an indeterminable amount of time wandering... With sights either like or unlike the City, I'm unsure how I'll ever find a way home or at least find the Sinners. <"This... is a lot to take in. Just where... where is this?"> ...Just realized if I encounter anyone that isn't the Sinners, they can't understand me. I can't exactly talk human... or even make expressions with this head of mine. This is certainly a real pickle that I'm in... No matter. Cross that bridge when I get to it! For some reason, I get a strange feeling whenever I think of the concept of a "dimensional door". I'm pretty sure that's what I need to find after finding the Sinners... if they're even here, that is. Oh, wait, is that a person?! Maybe they could tell me where this is. This definitely isn't the City from what I've observed so far. I hasten my steps and call out to whoever this is. In my minor desperation, I forgot the language issue...

"<Hey, you! Could you maybe tell me where I am? Or if you've seen any... odd people... around...>" My ticking (speech) slowed, then stopped as I just realized my absolute blunder. Right, you can't understand me! Silly me... Putting a hand to the back of my head, I sigh (but it comes out as clock noises) and wonder how I'll get my point across to you— Suddenly, my hands goes to scrounge around my pockets for a second before bringing out a PDA (a small tablet-like device issued to me by LC. Can communicate with versions of the Sinners from Mirror Worlds [IDs] with it), usually used for my plans, notes, and everything else. An Executive Manager of the LCB (Limbus Company Bus Department) such as me needs to keep those handy, after all...

Anyways, with this device o' mine, I wrote (or typed, not sure if there's a difference...) down what I had asked earlier, but worded slightly differently. More calm, and professional. <"Uh, where am I? I seem to be lost and I don't know where my allies are."> Hopefully this is a nice person and they won't be too much trouble than it's worth... My "speaking" goes along as I show what I had said, or rather, wrote (or typed). I REALLY don't want to get into the habit of just typing it down on the off-chance I find the Sinners. Those 12 can perfectly understand my ticks. Plus it's way better to have them translate rather than me typing. <"Please answer my questions, if you can..."> I quickly added that. Surely, you can see my PDA and what I've written (typed)... Anywho, if I could make expressions, it'd be wariness, but a clock head CAN'T make expressions, of course. Gotta also introduce myself after I get answers... and ask about any potential "dimensional doors". That weird feeling is persisting.