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facultwist) wrote in
witheredblum2025-04-19 03:10 pm
sinking down, down
Death is a drop into a blackness that swallows you. You feel the movement of not air but shadow across your face as you plummet, and there is no bottom. No crash.
If there is another side, you do not reach it.
It is neither the light of heaven or the fires of hell that greets you when you wake. And wake you do, to the buzz and flicker of old fluorescent lights.
You are laid out beside a full-size competitive swimming pool, half-filled with stagnant water. The doors out are blocked off by locked doors covered in caution tape. The locker rooms are long since emptied, paint peeling from the humidity. The only signs of habitation are a few pieces of scattered graffiti.
Welcome to your new home. There's no sunlight, no indication of time passing. Just you and each other and your thoughts. the stagnant water bubbles a little occasionally, but there's nothing in it.
Before long you'll realize that you no longer need to eat or drink. You might notice your hand go through something if you don't focus. You're a ghost now. What's that they say about unfinished business?
If there is another side, you do not reach it.
It is neither the light of heaven or the fires of hell that greets you when you wake. And wake you do, to the buzz and flicker of old fluorescent lights.
You are laid out beside a full-size competitive swimming pool, half-filled with stagnant water. The doors out are blocked off by locked doors covered in caution tape. The locker rooms are long since emptied, paint peeling from the humidity. The only signs of habitation are a few pieces of scattered graffiti.
Welcome to your new home. There's no sunlight, no indication of time passing. Just you and each other and your thoughts. the stagnant water bubbles a little occasionally, but there's nothing in it.
Before long you'll realize that you no longer need to eat or drink. You might notice your hand go through something if you don't focus. You're a ghost now. What's that they say about unfinished business?

cw suicidal ideation in the linked tag
Lottie kneels behind Doloris and howls. It resolves into something like a word. ]
No!!!
[ Over and over again, begging and pleading: ]
I need you to hear me. Listen. Can you hear me? I need you to hear me.
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[ Chris’s eyes are wide with horror. ]
Lottie, you tossed Hawke’s hair, didn’t you? You affected her somehow! Maybe we can…we can send her a message! Convince her not to, somehow!
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[ Quieter: ]
I can't do this again. I can't.
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But I’m not going to give up until the final verse is sung, Lottie! The song of my heart…my life may have ended, but that hasn’t come to an end, yet! I won’t let it be the end for Doloris until I know for sure that I’ve failed!
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They can't. No one can anymore.
[ Is all this even any different for you? ]
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No - no I taught them, both of them, I taught them how to listen -
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[ They had to. Lottie insists it, in the same way she insists that the wilderness was real. ]
I told Hatsune where I was last summer.
[ That's who Lottie told. Right? ]
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I was there!
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Did you put mushrooms in the soup?
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No. This can’t be happening. This is somehow even worse than—]
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You! You weren’t there! You can’t know anything!
cw: ableism
Lottie tilts her head towards the ceiling. ]
Hey, Misty. Wanna hear a secret?
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What?
cw: implied fictional one sided student teacher relationship
Coach Ben is gay.
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cw ableism and a fake student teacher relationship and stalking
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[Just. Taking a step back here.]
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But I...
[ Is it finally setting in? That this is what existence will be forever? No, she doesn't want that. Oh, god, she doesn't want that. ]
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I won’t push you. But this IS our reality. I owe it to them to not make it theirs.