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

[wtfox]

[...belatedly, *from you.

anyway, she leans over to look at it.]

Ohhh. Hey, I wonder why your jacket stayed over there? All of my stuff ended up here with me.

[emotionshare week, right... there's some muted curiosity from lila as she looks at beau on the screen, but there's an ever-present undercurrent of Rage, too. so. that's fun!]

[headmt]

[i can't read so i didn't even notice

Anyway, rage is valid. Everyone deserves a little rage? He just gives an I dunno sound and goes back to squinting at it. And the emotion shifts from just irritation and amusement and just into like. The emotion of Missing Ur Friends? Real bad?]

[wtfox]

...

[reaches out to very gently pat his shoulder when he goes back to watching.]

...we're gonna get out of here. [determined vibes! ragey, determined vibes.] You'll see her again.

[headmt]

[Oh. Thanks. Patting her on the head in return? But something on another monitor catches his attention.

Watching 49 tiny Molly-ollies fall on Caleb's head while he makes a cartoon frowny face?



Hm! Sad. But also like. A little funny. That's dark! Turning the screen to show her this one too.]

[wtfox]

[her rage vibes don't vanish, but there's some definite confusion as she watches that happen. tiny mollies, ollying out...]

Huh, I wonder who did that...?

[headmt]

[I am personally dying to do know who did this. It's killing me. This is a bigger mystery than any murder here. I must know.

Anyway, now he's ... getting sadder. Watching this very sad man mope around sadly. Wow.]

[wtfox]

[yeah me too i really hope someone fesses up when this is over.

anyway, lila glances at the monitor as his vibes get increasingly sad, and impulsively, she reaches over to cover the screen so he doesn't have to see it.]

[headmt]

[imagine he's like a baby and has no object permanence. He just gives her a raised eyebrow and lifts her hand?]

Magician.

[wtfox]

[glances between him and the monitor]

...Magician? Is that his card?