the final threshold

[beejfq]

[The entirety of the past week (at least you think it's only been a week) has been...odd, even for you dead folks. Seeing between two different timelines, not being able to haunt your friends, seeing your own murder play out before your very eyes, BJ still exists- it's, quite frankly, A Lot.

But today things feel different. There's a stillness to everything, an absolute silence to the Opera House that feels empty and alien. Even if you focus you can't see or hear the living. It's like they're gone completely.

If that's not weird enough you suddenly hear BJ's voice echoing through every inch of the Opera House.]

Guys? HEY, YOU GUYS! YOU MIGHT WANNA GET OUT HERE TO THE CEMETERY!

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[37773972]

[Fuck. That's not...]

And either it screams forever, or you live with it for the rest of your life. [...] Jeremy, if you could- find a real symbiosis. If you had someone to teach the both of you, try and help mediate. Would you want it?

[justmeheere]

I mean, it's -

[He hesitates, because what the other him is saying is true. He doesn't hate the SQUIP. He just wants it to. Stop being like that.]

- it's me, isn't it? I. That's my responsibility.

[37773972]

You weren't ready for that responsibility. Maybe that's not it's fault- but you shouldn't need to suffer alone.

[He moves next to Jeremy]

What if you had someone who did like what I offered, before?...kept an eye on you, but. Did it right. Worked with both you and your SQUIP. Like...a specialized therapist, or something.