graveyard.

[foxhounds]

You remember dying. In fact, you remember the exact feeling and fear of how you died, and yet in the next moment, you're suddenly standing in a cold room. You're not sure how you got here at all, but it's as if you were suddenly put here the moment after you died. As you look around, the first thing you'll notice is that you're standing in front of an open casket. And you're inside. The corpse inside the casket is definitely you, and it's also definitely dead, which certainly makes this confusing. Luckily, here's someone here to explain. When you wake up, there's footsteps walking closer, and then a familiar face appears. Iván is here, or someone that looks very much like her is. All she starts off with is two simple words— "You're dead." Which would seem obvious, but she explains that you have been before you ever arrived to the island. The shipwreck and the island are't real, after all. This is purgatory, and the Hunt is a way to judge the souls of the living. People show their true nature when they're put in a stressful situation, so it was deemed that this was the way that these judgements would be passed. She explains that you'll know your fate when the game ends, but if you really can't wait that long, you could always ask, but hope isn't lost. After all, the "killers" are on your side. If they can win the game, then everyone can come back to life. They know this, and it's why they're fighting so hard to win. It's a shame that the odds don't seem to be in their favor, but that's also part of the Hunt. — Exploring your new surroundings, you'll realize that you're likely at the bottom of that giant sinkhole, at least if that light far above you is any indication. You no longer feel the need to eat or sleep anymore (technically, you never did, but the habits of being alive are hard to break), so it's a good thing there's enough to do while the game continues. You can watch the proceedings of the Hunt in one room where there's plenty of comfortable couches to sit in and lounge, as well as a fully stocked bar, if you feel like indulging. Another room offers a game room with cards, billiards, and any other games you'd like to play in a group. If you ask your host nicely, she might provide more, but for now, there's not much to do other than to watch and wait for the Hunt to end.

Comments

[ossifragant]

[He shrugs.]

This is purgatory. Maybe saying we were turned human is the wrong way to look at this.

[meatery]

[Piping up from her spot on the couch]

I'm not human!

[Okay, continue and ignore her.]

[inspiritus]

...

[ That outburst was hard to ignore and he could try to explain it better. But Sephiroth is not in the mood sucks at explaining to do that, so there is just this look, and then he will ignore her. ]

[ossifragant]

[Gi-ne please....]

[inspiritus]

... Well, for the 'game', really. We may as well have been considered as much.

[ Although, to be honest, that is where this stuff starts to get kind of murky. But as for this graveyard, this purgatory-- ]

As for where we are now, not so much.

[ossifragant]

Since this... this game isn't technically real, perhaps we were given these 'human' bodies to even the playing field, so to speak.

In normal circumstances, a slit throat wouldn't be nearly enough to finish me off.

[inspiritus]

Perhaps. Although undoubtedly it does not seem it was given to everyone equally... as expected in a game as unfair as this.

[ Small, dismissive hand-wave. ]

And as for, I, in normal circumstances, it would have been much easier to kill Royce, even with myself holding back in order to prevent from killing him but making it look like there was the effort to.

[ He imagined his strength would have enabled him to lop off both of Royce's legs. Not that... he was entertaining the thought at all. ]

Although... I find it interesting that we're allowed weapons and even if we're not assigned a killing role or a gun, we are allowed to still kill each other at night.