GRAVEYARD
THE GRAVEYARD
No two deaths are ever quite the same. Some might remember the exact moment their lives were cut short; others might only see a blinding flash of light; the particularly unlucky ones might not recall any details whatsoever.
No matter how it ended up happening, though, all of you here will always have one thing in common: one second you're dead; the next, you wake up to find yourself in a dark room. Before you can even start to try and get your bearings, a shadowy figure appears in the doorway of your room, face lit from the bottom up by a faint, almost ethereal glow. It stands still for a few seconds before murmuring,
"Oooooh... I see dead people."
... The voice is followed by a snicker as a gloved hand flicks the light switch on, revealing the mysterious entity to be Pumpkin, the fox-eared groundskeeper. Lowering the game console that had illuminated her face, she continues, "That one never gets old. Anyway, hey, sup, you're dead, that sucks, the house is probably gonna eat you as soon as this round is over. Wanna see what everyone else is up to on the other side?"
As you take in everything the gardener has told you, you suddenly realize as you look around... though you don't see anything, why does it feel like this place is already crowded?
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So he's approaching Shiki to take her hand in his and give the top of it a kiss if she doesn't pull it away ]
It's nice to see another cute face around here. How did you three manage to escape the house from eating you?
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Hands off. Now.
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Ah, she has a boyfriend. My mistake.
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You realize we don't have to help you.
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Thanks, but no thanks. [ beat ] Actually, no thanks at all.
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Sure sure. Mind telling me if you know anything about those experiments from those notes?
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Coming on a little strong, aren't we?
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[ He's dead now so might as well ]
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Everybody always fancies themselves someone else when they die.
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[ 0% sorry ]
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[ an asshole with no regrets!!! ]
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[ He will let go of her hand because some people are jelly and others are against het ]
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[ That's odd. ]
Do you happen to know why people turn into monsters here?
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—That doesn't change how creepy that was!
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