GRAVEYARD

[dormheads]

graveyard

students in time out: 10

It's a little hard to wake up when the melody that drifts into your ears is so comforting that it'd be so much simpler to stay asleep. Maybe everything that you remember last - the cold seeping into your fingertips, the pain of injury, or the darkness creeping into your vision - will just be parts of a bad dream.

But it's not.

When you wake up, it's probably a little disorienting - you have to push off a blanket and rise from this nice comfortable mat on the floor. Seems like you were all curled up for nap time. Literally. The room that you're in has furniture meant for small humans, children as some might call them, and everything is soft and plush to the touch with rounded corners. Blocks with the alphabet etched onto them, coloring books and crayons, and even a rocking horse dot the room to really give it that childish charm. If you can think of a child-safe toy, it's probably in one of the baskets that line the shelves of the room!

Around the room they'll find baby monitors that broadcast the antics of the living. Hopefully that doesn't feel creepy.

There is a yard outside through the glass doors, but it currently seems to be locked - and the glass won't break no matter how hard you try. There's a large pink door that feels enormous, ten times as tall as you, on one side of the room, but there's no way through that either. At the very top, you might see a directory sign that says: TO ADMINISTRATION BUILDING.

Huh.

Well... for now, get comfortable. It looks like you might be here a while.

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Comments

[battling]

I know you didn't kill me.

It was Teach and what's his name... That boy from Winter. [Bradley: I've spoken to Rupert once and I didn't care to retain a name.]

[ercnerd]

Kainé was alone. That means . . .

[He glances at Rupert. The numbers check out.]

[battling]

Yep.

She say anythin' to you before she killed?

[ercnerd]

She was convinced that I had to die for this to end. She wouldn't stop coming at me, no matter what I said.

[battling]

Weird. I know she's as pissed about this situation as the rest of us but...

Any reason she'd blame you for it?

[ercnerd]

Beats me. I'm not responsible for anything that's happened until now.

[battling]

She's the angry type, maybe she really did think you were behind it.

No way t' tell unless she dies.

[ercnerd]

I don't know about that . . . She's angry, but she's not stupid.

You're right, though. There's no way to know for sure until we ask her for ourselves. Maybe, by then, she'll be in the mood to answer questions.

[battling]

Ya talked to her a lot? Watched her punch the greenhouse some.

[ercnerd]

Well, some people are more physical than others . . .

[battling]

It ain't a bad way t' get yer frustrations out.

[But this place... He doesn't think fighting anything in here will be satisfying.]

[ercnerd]

Everything here looks soft. At least we won't hurt ourselves if we punch something.

[battling]

How's that supposed t' be satisfyin'?

[ercnerd]

Hey, don't go breaking anything now. We don't know how long we'll be trapped here.

[battling]

Ain't like breakin' anything in here's gonna be fun.

[The only reason to avoid property destruction according to Northern Wizard Bradley Bain.]

[ercnerd]

Just how frustrated are you right now . . . ?

[battling]

What kinda question's that?

[ercnerd]

. . . Right. Forget I asked.

How about this, then? If we can manage to enter that yard, I'll spar with you there sometime. It'll give both of us an outlet.

[battling]

[Bradley has 0 skill in swords.
-5 skill.]

I'm in.

[ercnerd]

[And Sieghart has piddling interest in sparring. Them's the break.

He sighs.]

How troublesome . . . If we don't do something, it's going to get crowded in here soon.

[battling]

[sometimes you put all your skill points in gunmanship.]

7 people and a bear.

[ercnerd]

Ugh. We need to find those keys, and fast.

[battling]

Lesse...

It was about two weeks for fall, right? So if it's a full year, then it's probably 8 weeks here.

If there's only one kill a week, then we're lookin' at 2 people to show up here. The lowest number of people who could end up here is 17, accountin' for your death. Flowers acted on he own. If she does that every week...

[ercnerd]

Based on her accusation, she may not act next week now that Rupert's been expelled. There's no one for her to shift blame onto. But if everyone votes out an innocent party this coming week . . .

[battling]

Damn. We're really stuck here playin' "wait and see".