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[remnantsof]

::accidental voice post::

Don't know why i'm here--

What the hell happened--

Dead, I was dead.

So how am I--

... This isn’t--

[the silence, only broken by the sound of his heavy breathing is suddenly filled with the sound of him coughing. when it ends, silence returns again- tentatively, as if fearing another outburst.]This isn’t- it isn’t

Comments

[harrysbackup]

It might be Hell. You never know...

[remnantsof]

Probably. Considering i'm--

... out of commission.

[harrysbackup]

Well, is there anyone around that might be trying to torture you eternally?

[remnantsof]

Not at the moment. Doesn't mean this is normal.

[harrysbackup]

Didn't say it was, man.

[remnantsof]

Helpful.

Why don't you tell me where this is, then. If not Hell.

[harrysbackup]

Yeah, yeah, yeah. This place is called The City. Doesn't really go by any other name. It's a nexus between worlds. It's connected to everything, but once you're here, you're stuck unless the folks in charge decide to send you home.

[remnantsof]

... Great. And apparently it doesn't get dead people should stay dead.

[harrysbackup]

You don't say...

[remnantsof]

What of it?

[harrysbackup]

Good to know you're dead?

[remnantsof]

No.

[harrysbackup]

No? That's what I get for assuming things.

[remnantsof]

Apparently.