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[missmiracle_gro]

*A very dishevelled girl rushes into camp. Her clothes are torn and she appears to have lost a fight with a machete, what with the amount of blood she's covered in. If you look closely (and quickly), you might see a rib or two poking through her skin.*

This isn't... Oh crap, where am I?

((Intro post. Please be gentle.))

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[fromthelostdays]

Louisiana.

...Want a towel?

[missmiracle_gro]

Louisiana? We weren't anywhere near Louisiana...

Um, thanks.

[fromthelostdays]

Yeah, that happens.

*Presents towel. Also, a bottle of water to wash up with.*

[missmiracle_gro]

...what happens?

*takes, washes off most of the... mud. Yeah, that's it. Mud.* Thanks again. Do you know how I can get back to the road? I climbed a tree, but I couldn't see it.

[fromthelostdays]

Suddenly, Louisiana!

*knows very well the difference between blood and mud, thank you, but feeling you out says that you're not connected to The Otherworld so who cares?* Well, if you went out the front gate, and it's the same as when I came here, you get back to pavement about a mile down the dirt road leading here. Then it's about a fifteen minute drive to the closest town. Unfortunately, it's not actually possibly to get out.

[missmiracle_gro]

You mean, like going to sleep in one place and waking up in another? That only happens in movies.

*thanks for keeping that to yourself~* B-but you just said... Why, is the front gate locked? I can probably climb it.

[fromthelostdays]

You don't need to be asleep. You could just be walking, and then suddenly be somewhere else.

*I'm always a good person to go to if you want someone who doesn't give a damn what kind've weirdness you're up to* You know the song Hotel California? It's kind've like that.

[missmiracle_gro]

For real? But still...

*my new BFF~* Y-yeah. That's not possible. Is it?

[fromthelostdays]

There are a couple, like me, who basically knew where we were going, but didn't know about the little details, like the zombies or the barrier.

There's a barrier. Look up at the sky hard, and you can see the shimmer of it. It helps if you move your head a little while you're trying.

[missmiracle_gro]

So this place is something like Area 51 in Nevada?

*looking and moving her head* Oh, yeah. Wait - are we gonna run out of air?

[fromthelostdays]

Well, the government has nothing to do with this one.

Nah, things can get in just fine. It's just that they can only get out if the Director lets them.

[missmiracle_gro]

You mean nobody knows about this place?

Oh yeah, I see what you mean. Who's the Director?

[fromthelostdays]

Mm.

The woman in charge. She keeps herself hidden away, so we can't get at her.

[missmiracle_gro]

Oh, man!

So this Director controls who leaves, but nobody can get to her... to ask?

[fromthelostdays]

Or to punch her in the face until she gives in, when asking fails. She says we're all here as suspects in her fiance's murder, but who knows what's really true.

[missmiracle_gro]

There was a murder here? Oh, crap! Have the police tried to solve it?