1st Lie ❧ [VIDEO]

[liedthrice]

[There is no confused fumbling of the Forge or unexpected video capture of the man on the other side. Rather, this newcomer looks suspiciously relaxed, seated upright in an apartment chair, a map folded carefully upon his lap. In an ashtray nearby, a snuffed cigarette still smokes. Dressed in a long, black coat, the gaunt middle-aged man looks

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[yetsleeping]

Death? Are you...

[Maybe that's too personal? She frowns.]

This isn't the afterlife.

In case you... thought it was.

[liedthrice]

[There is no such thing as too personal a question, not to Lucas. Especially since he doesn't plan on telling the truth. He just smiles.]

Yes, I am dead. Rather, I was. Cardiac angina, nothing could be done.

I am aware, because the afterlife doesn't exist. However, if it is a place that some arrive after death, that's just as well.

[yetsleeping]

...thank you!

[Sudden outburst is, admittedly, a little sudden.]

Err, sorry. I just. Don't really believe in afterlives either, but people keep--

Well, anyway! I think it's the Door. Or, well, I know it is, but I don't know how it brings people back from the dead.

[liedthrice]

[A gentle smile.]

Was that what you wanted to hear? I'm glad.

Yes, I've been told about the Door. So it can bring the living as well as the dead? Most curious.

[yetsleeping]

It's a topic of debate.

[She smiles, too, and rubs her face a bit.]

I'd say most of the people here are living, really.

[liedthrice]

I see. What benefit could that Door have in pulling both the living and dead from their own dimensions? There must be a reason we're here.

[yetsleeping]

If there is, I don't know what. And neither does anyone else that I know of.

[liedthrice]

I see. I had hoped someone had discovered it by now. That's fine, I can wait for an answer.

Who are you?

[yetsleeping]

Oh! My name is Priscilla.

[She gives a sheepish little grin]

Currently... the longest-term resident of Anatole.