[Kenzaki] Meeting minds

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Who: Kenzaki, Fuji
When: Day 28, Early Morning
Where: Dharma Medical Facility
Invited: All
Status: Incomplete (After "Who? What? When? Where? Why? How?")

"Kazuki" had been nudged to go out and search, and search he did. He hoped that he'd come across his name soon, some identification papers that told him who he was and where he came from.

He opened the door to the storage room, and was surprised to see a teenager (and how did he know that?) sleeping in a sleeping bag on the floor. Beside him was a bundle of clothes, and he seemed thoroughly asleep. "Kazuki" debated waking him, decided he'd do so after looking at the second bundle of clothes, which seemed to be his size. A few minutes later, and he had a passport. One bearing his name and photo, even. "Kenzaki Kazuma," he said softly. The name made sense, sounded like him. And he was from Tokyo.

At least he knew who he was, and some idea of where he was from. He tucked the passport into a pocket.

The teenager had awoken. "Who are you?" he asked in Japanese, aware that the boy probably didn't speak his language, and prepared to start pantomiming again.