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

[headsplitter]

Used to doesn't mean the same as 'okay', you know? Hey, don't give up hope.

[wtfox]

...don't get my hopes up! There are all kinds of reasons for any of us to get picked! And it's not like anyone's going to want to throw a kid right back into that mess on that end, so...

[headsplitter]

Nobody wanted to see a kid die to begin with.

[ Glances away, hands in his pockets. ]

'Sides, doesn't matter how long you knew somebody -- it only matters how important they were to you. No matter how much time it's been.

[wtfox]

[something about that makes her freeze up and -




peace out she's gone bye]

[headsplitter]

[ H -- hey??? Hello?! He perks up a bit and there's a waft of confusion and mild alarm. He extends a hand out after her as she leaves. Then drops it. Looks around. Hello????? DID I SAY SOMETHING BAD????????? ]

[heartlands]

[watches her walk away... and then, to aikawa:]

...I think she's just having a hard time.

[headsplitter]

[ Even with the mask, visibly harried. ]

Uh -- yeah! Fair! But...

[ WHAT DID HE SAY... ]