GRAVEYARD...... 2!

[dormheads]

graveyard

students in time out: 16

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

[modissty]

[STOP HE HAS A LOT OF FEELINGS ABOUT THE DEAD.]

Even if you say so, it was the only thing I could think to do at the time. It is difficult to know what the dead wish, as they can't usually convey it.

[It's not his fault their dead are noisy as hell man!]

[ercnerd]

[ . . . "Good to see you all well, my friend" . . .

Running a hand through his hair, he sighs.]

I told you what I wanted last week, didn't I?

[modissty]

Yes - that's why I was able to proceed with less guilt.

[But like he still felt guilty so.]

[ercnerd]

[If you knew what I meant, you wouldn't be saying that.]

. . . So what now? Now that we both know the truth, how are you going to proceed from here?

[modissty]

[He's just frowning very gently at that...]

What do you mean, then? [He's just gotten used to rudely and directly questioning people's drifting thoughts lately, wowie.]

I don't think my answer would be surprising to you. We move forward, return to the other side and then discern a way to have everyone leave this place.

[ercnerd]

Don't worry about it.

[He waves his free hand. It's not worth a discussion anymore.

His expression softens at the answer.]

Unsurprising, but that's what we all need to do. At least you won't have to carry Catra this time. Have you fixed your habit of running ahead?

[modissty]

[Giving Sieghart a look, but he'll drop it...

Also he sure hasn't. In fact, it's now worse than ever! Haha. Hilarious. At least it's not like tomorrow will make things even worse! Wowie!]

I will not do anything to jeopardize the group's plans, if that's what you mean.

[ercnerd]

[Hm.

Is it because of the recent experience of dying? Or . . . ]

Don't be so stiff. What I mean is that I'm worried about you.

[modissty]

[Sometimes you're okay with dying but then [redacted] happens...]

—? You are? You don't need to be, though.

[ercnerd]

You're so wound up that you look like you're about to snap. When was the last time you relaxed?

[modissty]

[He doesn't know what this strange word means... "relax"...]

It's hardly the time for such a thing.

[ercnerd]

Is it? Then what are you going to do here?

[modissty]

After I've acquainted myself with the place, I will... prepare for tomorrow, I suppose.

[Watching his own trial! Wow.]

[ercnerd]

. . . I can't tell you to take it easy before your own trial, but you should do that afterward. You have to let your body rest once in a while.

[modissty]

[The way his expression says "why the fck would I do that" so clearly that he doesn't need thoughtshare...]

After, we will have to deal with the records room, yes?

[ercnerd]

You kids . . . That's not going to take all night.

[modissty]

...Then I will see about resting after.

[He will not rest, he'll be too emotionally gutted by trial, but it's fine. HE'S TRYING(???)]