INTRO.

[ultrapenumbramods]

You wake up feeling like you’ve had a rough night’s sleep… maybe a bit jet-lagged, if you’re familiar with the feeling, or perhaps like you, uh, had a little too much to drink last night. Either way, you’re probably not expecting to wake up in a forest clearing, so that might be even more disorienting. It’s not an unpleasant place to wake up, mind. It’s sunny, and there’s a pleasantly cool breeze blowing through. The grass isn’t tall enough that you could get lost in it or that someone could be hiding in it… or something.

There are, in fact, a lot of somethings surrounding you--a veritable menagerie of creatures, some of them adorable, and some of them intimidating… but they seem to be as disoriented as you are. And then, well… you realize something’s a little off about yourself. There’s no pond to look at your new appearance, but… maybe the ground’s a little closer. Maybe you don’t actually have arms and legs at the moment. Maybe you don’t have eyes anymore?

Regardless, something’s definitely up. Fortunately, there’s a path leading out of the clearing, so once you get your bearings and speak with some of the other weird critters you’ve woken up with, you can find… somewhere you can get answers. Well, hopefully, anyway.

Comments

[grantmeamiracle]

Um... I really hope we're not... I don't feel very dead.

[Astute observation, MOMO. Truly, she is living up to her (previous?) status as an Observational Realian.]

[wegotone]

Don't think how ya feel really makes much of a difference. The guys've told me about a couple ghosts they've dealt with who didn't know they were dead until they were told- even though they'd been floatin' around and passing through walls!

[grantmeamiracle]

Oh...

[She frowns a bit, thinking on that. If she really is dead... it's definitely for the better that the others aren't here.]

Is not really remembering dying normal, then...?

[wegotone]

Kinda. Some ghosts don't remember dying- some don't remember anything. And some ghosts only remember a couple things and let that just consume them- like a ghost who dies angry might only remember what made 'em mad, and they turn into a violent spirit with no memory of their old self and a one-track mind for causin' chaos.

[grantmeamiracle]

Hmm...

[She's not entirely sure she's buying this being the afterlife, thinking on it, but it's something to keep in mind.]

Well, at least this could be worse, whatever the situation is...

[There isn't any immediate danger, for one thing, which MOMO is grateful for.]