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

[chevaliered]

[ nods. claude. ]

I'm... pretty tall I guess? But not as tall as you, obviously. So...

[ a shrug. ] Maybe I have it a little easier.

[headsplitter]

[ Proud of you and your Crowde. ]

None of us got it easy! Except maybe like. The one girl here.

[ RIP LILA. ]

[chevaliered]

[ no, caiman and claude are kissing. i have spoken. ]

Yeah, someone didn't think it through when they starting going after all the tall people.

[headsplitter]

[ I see. Does this mean Crow is wingmanning... ]

Sucks. Not just for us but for Lila too since we're taking up all her space. [ Though lbr that's very funny. ]

[chevaliered]

[ yeah. he now pronounces them clown and ex-lizard, now smooch. ]

I mean. She's little. She can find a corner somewhere, probably.

[headsplitter]

That's so mean to put her in a corner!

[chevaliered]

I mean, no one puts Lila in a corner? But she can have a little less room. Our legs are longer.

[headsplitter]

We can trade-off the big space with the mats and the nap room.

[ Compromise! ]

[chevaliered]

Compromise keeps the people happy. Probably.

[headsplitter]

Yeah, why not? It's easy since it's just a handful of people. It'll get sticky if there's more though, probably. Hope we get maybe even two nap rooms before then.

[chevaliered]

We do seem to be finding new things each week? Maybe one of them will have proper beds.

[headsplitter]

Hell yeah. Guess we'll be working towards that then.

[ So we don't end up like Caleb. ]

[chevaliered]

[ bread beds... ]

There's gotta be a staff room somewhere, right? [ although WHY it would have a bed...? ]