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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[isawallflower]

[ Riley moves so he can like. See her? And puts a hand on his arm. Like. Ttttentatively. ]

Hey. It's...okay. You don't have to say anything you don't want to. And I will absolutely...not threaten anyone involved with physical violence, but give them a severe talking to. I...I think?

[justmeheere]

No, it's. It's fine and I - there was just. We didn't really. What we thought was happening didn't. It didn't match up, so the SQUIP.

[So forgive me for doing what's best for you -]

Sometimes it. It assumes things.

[isawallflower]

[ So forgive me for trying to— ]

...Maybe it's got more in common with stupid teenagers than it thinks. [ She moves to squeeze his hand. ] But I'm not gonna let anyone hurt my- my brother, intentionally or otherwise, without giving them a piece of my mind.

If we can, um. You know. Get out of here.