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Think for a moment. What's the last thing you remember, exactly? Were you with your loved ones? Were you fighting for your life? Whatever the case may be, the story ends like this: you died. Regardless of how important circumstances were, you have been eliminated from your own world. That's all there is.

Perhaps it will surprise you to wake up surrounded by the sky in every direction. What's above is reflected below in the shallow water that ripples beneath you without getting you wet. Strangely, what lies beneath this water is a mystery to you, and it feels more like walking on a glass surface, completely solid and clear underfoot.

Despite the fact you've perished, nothing hurts. Any injuries you arrived with have been neatly bandaged, and anything life-threatening has been mended enough that it no longer is. The warm sunshine probably feels good on your skin right now, doesn't it? The temperature is perfect, and you feel oddly comfortable considering the circumstances.

You aren't the only one rousing, however. Strangers around you also blink into consciousness, glowing halos flickering to life and floating over their heads. It might be hard to see the shape of your own halo looking up, but your reflection on the ground should help with that. Reaching up to touch it will prove futile. It's intangible, though your hand feels a little warm passing through it.

Your first instinct might be to leave. Can't blame you. You're in a strange place surrounded by strange people and no sense of direction. You might even try to use one of your powers from your home world to escape, but try as you might they don't appear to work. Worry not though; it looks like this place has bestowed some gifts upon you. Within your vicinity you have have one item from home. You have a gift box with your name on it. And, of course, you have the brand new sexy angel costume that you're already wearing! 😇

So what are you waiting for? Up and at 'em! The island has plenty of space to explore, though as you approach the edge it fades slowly into a thick fog. Pressing onward into the fog will disorient you and soon you'll find yourself completely turned around right back where you started. Probably best to stick to this area.

But hey, there's plenty to look at still! Instead of empty space, scattered around the island you'll see glassy, transparent protrusions from the ground. Most of them... well, you can't quite make out the shape. Could be buildings. Could be trees. Could be objects on the ground. Flowers, maybe? Their form doesn't seem to want to settle, and the light catching on their edges isn't really as illuminating as you'd like.

There is one exception to this. One shape seems to be more stable than the rest, less transparent and instead just... hazy. It's like you're looking at it through glasses with the wrong prescription. Even though it's blurry, you can tell that it's a cafe, and its door is wide open. Thoughtful, right? Whoever or whatever brought you here, at least they don't want you to starve!

Though no one is manning the counter, you can order your desired meal off of the slightly-clearer touch screen menu that offers up any kind of fast food you could want. There are also two restrooms in the back, with the keys hanging up on the wall beside them. That aside, there doesn't appear to be anything else open and you're left to your own devices.

We understand this is a lot to process, so take your time adjusting. And remember: everything is fine.

🎁 Gift Basket

As mentioned, each of you wake up with your item from home and a gift box with your name on it. There's a printed note attached to the fancy ribbon tying it off. It reads: Enjoy a welcome gift from us! For any questions, please refer to the informational pamphlet inside. ... but naturally, no such pamphlet seems to exist.

Each box contains the following:

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Cell Phone

A smartphone. Text and call to your heart's content. Just kidding! There's no service yet.
At least the camera and notes app work.

🖊️
Pen

One encouraging pen of your choice. Blue ink!

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Egg

A large egg the color of your halo. About ostrich egg sized. Warm.

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Toy Lightsaber

A collapsible toy lightsaber! Lights up the same color as your halo.

🧸
Squishmallow

A small squishmallow! Any animal or item that would suit your personality.

🧶
One Crocheted Accessory

A cute scarf/mittens/hat/etc, handmade in a color that suits you.

♡

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[trifocal]

[ The young lady who just came back from the fog winces with one of her three eyes, then looks over to him hopefully. ]

Again...?

Oh! Yes. Perhaps we could try piercing the veil!

[ She also happens to be holding a fuckass huge lance. ]

[faithkept]

[WHAT IS HAPPENING OUT HERE THIS IS THE WEIRDEST FUCKING AFTERLIFE HE'S EVER BEEN TO. WHY THREE EYES. WHY A LANCE. WHAT.

But she is looking at him so hopefully, what is he supposed to do but just kind of sweatily nod... AND THEN SHAKE HIS HEAD, WAIT NO.]

That may be dangerous! Or... Well. Rather, I suppose it shouldn't be...? But I haven't seen any sort of veil in the first place, unless you're referring to the fog.

[trifocal]

Ah, well, I suppose I am making some assumptions... but I am inclined to think that whatever is causing us to lose our way is some kind of magic force. And so, maybe it's possible to break through it, or...

... or perhaps we just have to find the correct way?

[faithkept]

Ah... I see. I hadn't even considered it, but I suppose it's possible.

[Just nodding slowly... YEAH MIGHT AS WELL BE MAGIC.]

Before trying anything that could be construed as an attack against this place, why don't we attempt a few more paths first?

[trifocal]

All right... in that case... hmm.

[ she looks up.


and just keeps looking up at the sky. ]

[faithkept]

[G.......girl.

He is absolutely expecting her to stop looking at the sky at some point, so when it drags on a bit too long, he's just kind of glancing around like WHAT'S THIS ALL ABOUT. And then looking back her way.]

...I'm so sorry, dear - what is it that you're doing, exactly...?

[trifocal]

Oh! [ She looks back to him. ] My apologies. I must look very strange to you.

[ not because of the extra eye or anything, though ]

I actually once faced a trial very similar to this one... One meant to deceive the eyes and disorient the senses, causing one to always return to where they started should they stray down the wrong path.

The solution, then, was to find another way of looking at the path ahead.

[faithkept]

[Yeah the extra eye is so normal and definitely not the thing he is trying to not look at whenever he looks at her face!!]

Oh! My, that's almost exactly like this, then, isn't it? How very strange... Is it working for you here? This other way of trying to see the path...?

[trifocal]

Well... before, I was told to "look to the stars," and the answer was above me...

... but there appears to be nothing but blue sky here...

[ she might have been trying very hard to find a pattern in the clouds. ]

[faithkept]

Oh, my... No stars to be found, certainly.

[GLANCING AROUND at the millions skies they're surrounded by on all sides.]

...What if we try walking with our eyes closed, then? If it's designed to baffle the senses.

[trifocal]

That's a great idea! Indeed, if our eyes will only be deceived, then the answer may be to stop relying on them.

[faithkept]

[THIS IS A TERRIBLE IDEA.]

I'll give it a try first, then. [He at least recognizes this is a DANGEROUS IDEA.] Will you wait for me here?

[trifocal]

You will...?

... Very well. I will stay here and pray for your success.

[faithkept]

[SHE'S SO SWEET HE'S GONNA EXPLODE.]

Thank you very much, by dear. I'll be just a short while.

[Excuse him as he goes shuffling back off toward the edge of the fog and then closes his eyes to take a stroll through it.

Which undoubtedly ends up spitting him back out right where he started, except the problem is everything feels the same when there is fuckall to run into except a few clear protrusions and also other people, so he does not know he's made it back out yet.]

[trifocal]

[ She clasps her hands, closes her eyes, and waits.

... and eventually she hears movement again, and opens her eyes. ]

Oh! You've returned.

[ ... oh. returning with his eyes still closed is probably bad actually. hopefully she got her words out before he stumbled into something. ]

[faithkept]

[IT'S FINE... Somehow he manages to walk fairly gracefully and confidently even with his eyes closed. Though he does immediately stop and open them again as soon as he hears that "oh".]

...Oh, dear. So it seems... It looks like closing one's eyes isn't the answer after all, then.