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Abraham sat up quickly, holding his head as he became dizzy. He looked around, noticing children playing in the distance. He smiled softly, then his happy expression was replaced with one of confusion. What were children doing on a war camp? He looked down at his dusty Rebel Blue outfit, rubbing off some dirt and.. bird poop? He laughed, standing up. He looked to his side and noticed tall buildings. He mumbled an awkward noise of confusion, biting his lip. How many years had he been asleep?
"Hey! Nice cosplay!"
Abraham turned and noticed a teenager in a shirt with a star and Hamilton written on it. He wondered idly if that was the same Hamilton he vaguely knew, General Washington's aide-de-camp.
Not knowing what "cosplay" meant, he simply muttered a "Thank you.." with a wave.
He started walking, wondering what this future was like.
He noticed people walking with odd rectangles either in their hands or to their ears. He wondered what those were.
He was thinking of asking someone what year it was, but decided against it. That'd seem weird. Instead, he chose to walk up to someone and ask where he was.
At he least he wanted to do that. But he was worried; what if they don't even speak English? What if he looks stupid? What if..
His thoughts were cut short as he heard a loud beep, followed by some middle aged man yelling at him.
"Get the fuck outta the road!"
Abraham panicked and ran to the other side of the black ground. He sat on the grass, his heart beating fast.
"What in the hell was that..?" He wondered out loud, a hand on his heart.
"What, the car?" a young man laughed behind Abraham.
Abraham mocked the voice. "What, the ca -- yes! The.. car... Car?" He furrowed his eyebrows. So the thing that goes across the road is called a car.
He shook his head and stood up, barely glancing at the man who spoke behind him.
He swore under his breath, storming off and running a hand through his hair.
He looked around, shaking his head again to clear it. He looked at a small family heading into an apartment building and wondered where he could sleep.
He hoped he wouldn't have to sleep outside -- maybe he could ask to sleep in someone's home. He doubted that would work, though.
He sighed. He had so much to figure out.