graveyard part five

[gamehead]

hunter's game the graveyard 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. (The graveyard so far)

Comments

[bloodofgrima]

I meant comfort, but that too. I am sorry for what I've done, even if the blame is with Critter.

[...Did they speak once? The graveyard has mucked up her brain so badly Robin isn't even sure anymore.]

[yvnyet_uv_mekrdhehk]

[Very briefly. Rikku's freshly-dead, so she remembers things better.]

Oh. Thanks, but I'll be okay. It's just weird being dead and then only being kind-of dead, that's all.

I'm okay blaming the Critter for all this.

[bloodofgrima]

Strange as it is, I was already in the hands of death long ago. Returning to him doesn't feel off to me.

[She nods firmly.]

Though we can't say it specifically, Critter is the reason for the wolves' actions. Critter is the reason we are here and this exists at all. Whatever we have done we should be apologetic for, but it was Critter who forced us into the corner to do those things in the first place.

I'll apologize for my actions, but I've learned the blame should not lay with any of us.

[yvnyet_uv_mekrdhehk]

I've never been dead before. And it's not really unheard of for the dead to keep living where I'm from, but it's really rare and not supposed to happen.

[Spira's a special place like that.]

That line of logic makes sense to me. I don't think I'm really all that mad at any of you.