GRAVEYARD ✨

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POPULATION: GHOST TOWN

You die - and then you wake up.

For a second, it feels as though you can't breathe, and then your head breaks the surface. You crawl out of a pool of blood and into a large, crystalline room. Moving images play across the crystal walls, and if you watch close enough, you'll realize that you're seeing the land of the living; a familiar space station with familiar faces. You can watch these images for as long as you'd like - there are several very large benches (as in, you have to climb them to sit on them) around the room for you to rest on while you do.

Regardless of how you died, it seems as though you're not quite gone completely. You're in one piece, at least. That's good news. However, your surroundings are not exactly what you remember.

When you exit the first room, a bleak, empty city sprawls out ahead of you.

The city itself is large. The framework of it seems to tower higher and higher than you can see, up into the black opal sky that shivers and curls every so often. A river entirely made of blood runs through the city, winding around buildings and ending at the crystal room. The most noticeable thing about the buildings themselves is the fact that thorny vines made of pure white steel dig into the walls and floor, cracking the foundations.

The residential building is worn down and old. It's two floors, and has a few small studio apartments built for one or two people to live in. The beds are extremely uncomfortable. It has a communal area downstairs, but the TV is broken, and the couches are torn apart. Sometimes, this building feels obscenely hot in temperature, and smells like rotten eggs.

The grocery store is your typical convenience store. There's a large selection of food in this area, but it all tastes the same - like chalk. On top of this, every so often there will be bloodstains on the walls, the floor, and the displays. They change in size and location, each time you enter the store.

The clothing store is thrifty in nature. All the clothes here are uncomfortable and scratchy, and don't fit quite right. While you're here, time feels... weird. Distorted, almost dreamy. As you're picking out clothes and trying them on (no money needed, just take what you want), you swear you can hear a gunshot in the distance.

Enjoy your time in this city, and remember...your story isn't quite over yet.

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Comments

a im not a coward

[holeful]

[Surely Vlad expected to see the hole man here, though.]

Ah, Mr Vlad. You're here too.
[Just not reacting to the nudity it's nothing he hasn't seen before.]

you sure aren't

[niceguyferatu]

[ Turns around to see Fukuda and just. Blinks. In confusion for several moments. ]

Now how did you get here?

Was there a fourth death I wasn't aware of? ...or were you voted for?

[holeful]

The latter.

[Wait a second.]

How did you know there were three deaths?

[niceguyferatu]

Really? Well that's rather unfortunate. Perhaps you weren't lying about not being well-liked after all.

...I was the last of the three to die.

[holeful]

Mr Vlad... for you to know that, you must've been in both locations that murders took place.

What happened?
[He's... his tone is pretty serious.]

[niceguyferatu]

Aren't you the brilliant detective?

...although, I suppose if you were voted for, you must not have solved any of our murders. Mm, shame, really.

[holeful]

We didn't. People voted for me because they found out about the holes I drilled in people's heads.
[Sir.]

Answer my question.

[niceguyferatu]

You drilled holes in people's heads?

[ no, sorry, this is more pressing ]

[holeful]

[JUST. STARING AT HIM WITH AN OMINOUSLY EMOTIONLESS EXPRESSION.]

Answer my question, Mr Vlad.

[niceguyferatu]

Well, what do you think happened?

[holeful]

From the fact that you keep refusing to answer me, I'm starting to think you killed them.

[niceguyferatu]

Both of them? No, no. Luca and I were killed by the same people. You can ask him yourself if you want to verify.

[holeful]

And what about Steven?

[niceguyferatu]

Ah...yes, that one was my doing.

[holeful]

I see. So you killed my partner.

[Cool words to hear from the guy who just told you he's a serial killer.]

In such a brutal fashion, too. And I even defended you when people suspected you...

[niceguyferatu]

Your...partner?

[holeful]

Steven and I agreed to work together. To share information. I liked him a lot.

Why would you kill him?

[niceguyferatu]

It wasn't out of any particular malice towards him. It could've been anyone.

I simply knew that my luck was running out and I was likely next on the execution chopping block, and I'd much rather be punished for something I actually did than for nothing at all.

Steven just happened to be particularly annoying the week prior.

[holeful]

So you decided if you were going to die, you wanted to take someone else down with you?


Mr Douman said you were going to try to be nicer to people.

[niceguyferatu]

I considered it. But if there are enough people willing to execute me for no reason, I highly doubt 'being nicer' would deter them. They'd blatantly see it for the desperate groveling that it is and vote me out anyway.

My fate was sealed regardless of what I did or didn't do.

[holeful]

[Fukuda just stares at Vlad, clearly very tired and unimpressed.

He thought you were cool, ghostbuster man. This isn't cool at all!!!]

[niceguyferatu]

Oh, like you have any right to judge me! What was that about drilling holes in heads?

[holeful]

... I don't want to talk about that anymore right now.

[And he just turns around and leaves!! As if he didn't bring it up!!]