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graveyard part 2
![]() You wake up in an unfamiliar cabin. At first, it almost seems like you're in an entirely different place and that everything had been just a dream. The interior of the cabin looks nothing like the run-down, old-timey shacks that you had been living in before. Everything in here is sleek and modern, from the enormous flat-screen TV mounted on the wall to the fridge and mini-bars stocked with all your favorite foods. There aren't any individual rooms in here, just a common area large enough to house everyone comfortably, no matter how many more people join you...and there will be plenty more people joining you before the week is over. Because if you look outside the window, it quickly becomes clear that not only are you still in Prayer's Pass, but that you are no longer among the realm of the living. Judging from the tombstones directly outside, you're now in what had been the abandoned broken-down cabin in the graveyard. The cabin's not all that changed; the world outside has gone completely grey and everything you see appears to be faded and blurry. The only things that remain sharp and in color are what's inside the cabin, including your fellow ghosts. Occasionally, people who are still alive may enter, but it's clear that what they're seeing is completely different from what you're seeing. The door's unlocked; however, a mysterious force prevents you from stepping beyond the threshold, no matter how hard you may try. After all, this cabin is a cage for the dead - a gilded one, perhaps, but a cage nonetheless. On the flat-screen TV plays everything that is currently happening in the town. It will shut off once night starts...and something else will appear instead. |
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...ah...hello?
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[A wave from that girl whose throat was slit a few days back.]
Welcome to the afterlife.
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....this looks like a very strange afterlife.
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You should look in the thermal hull and get yourself some snacks.
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[But if they're dead then why do they have food....wait.]
We send them clues? ...I don't understand. If we're dead....how is that possible?
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1/5 probably
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5/5!!!!!
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...ah. H-hey Ukraine...
[Poland's hesitant to greet Ukraine under these circumstances. He seems uncomfortable, but not the usual discomfort that comes from when he tries to greet strangers. He's never really been one to feel ashamed of his actions but, lying to Ukraine and dying without a word to her was enough to make him feel that way.
Especially with her dead, it'd seemed his attempts to protect her and his secrecy were relatively pointless.]
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Poland!
[And you are being wrapped in a teary hug because she missed you. You died and then she died and just there is a crying Ukraine on you now Poland.]
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D-don't cry--
[His request would probably have more weight behind it if he hadn't started crying too.]
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I ...just....
[Crying. Because it hurts and she's dead and she's never going to see her family again or her people and and everything.]
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Looks like you already got the tour. [ Kanaya why ] It probably feels weird right now, but you'll get used to it.
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....thank you. It's ...just a bit to take in.
[She's just so confused, but honestly what can you do at this point.]
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[ She definitely knows that feeling. It took a long time to get used to casually chatting with the people she'd killed while brainwashed. ]
... You're obviously not one of those guys, anyway. Did you have some kinda role?
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Yes. I was the lookout. I could look at one person's window a night and see if they were active.
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[Oh... also important to mention that Kanaya's left horn - the one with the hook - is... missing, leaving her with only one.]
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[She doesn't sound pleased at that.]
So all we do is sit around and watch them?
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I'm sorry about what happened.
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Thank you. ...I'm sorry for what happened to you as well.
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[Really really pink.]
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[England raises his cup of tea at her in greeting, his gaze fixed on a spot about three feet above her right shoulder. It doesn't look like he's intentionally trying to avoid meeting her eyes...rather it seems more like he can't.
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[She didn't think herself on bad terms with England before, so even if he is a hunter she still walks over to see how he's doing.]
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I suppose we're all in the same boat now, eh? Though at least Lithuania seems to be doing better.
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