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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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Ah. That certainly is the heavy knowledge, isn't it?

[He sighs and fusses at his hair, tucking a bit of it back.]

If it's any consolation, Lust seems to think that only our bodies are fuel, not our souls.

[He closes his eyes very hard.]

Luca... How is that better?

We can get new bodies maybe?

[He doesn't sound convinced.]

I guess there were the ones in experimental holding...?

[It's pretty strained, honestly.]

Hard to say if those are really our bodies.

They might not be ours at all, true.

[He can see it's troubling Omi, so.]

Perhaps it's not as bad as we're imagining.

[A tired sigh.]

Alright. What do you think is going to happen?

What I want to happen is for all of this to just be an alternate dimension or something, and we find a way to get back to where the living are.

I'd love if that was true. What are the chances of that?

I don't have enough information yet to figure that out.

... Yeah, we're not operating on a lot here. Hopefully the living side keeps sharing stuff in public.

That's all we can ask for. Maybe we should ask one of the avatars to pass that message along for us.

Can they send messages?

I asked Lust to pass a message on to you. Did you ever get it?

Huh? No, I didn't.

...huh.

[Well. Hmm.]

Did you talk to them at all last week?

I didn't talk to Lust very often.

What did you try to send?

I asked them to tell you 'sorry'. For, you know, walking away that night.

... You didn't know, right?

I didn't, no. I thought it was morning already.

I thought it was early into curfew.

I can't really blame you.

It was but I, er. I fell asleep.

[That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it, he fell asleep early and didn't realize how little time had passed.]

I didn't want to wake you or Yuri quite yet either, you both looked cute while sleeping.

[He laughs softly at that.]

You look good all the time, Luca.

Well of course I do, but you two were looking particularly cute.

[Luca may be biased, Yuri and Omi are two of his favorites here. And afterglow brain rots him sometimes.]

I thought bringing you two breakfast in bed would have been nice.

I'd like to see your sleeping face next time, hm?

I would've enjoyed making us those pancakes.

Oh? Did you want to snap a picture of it?

[Since Omi has his camera and all.]

You can still make pancakes here, though they won't taste quite as good I suppose.

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