Death didn't exactly look like she cares about keeping this a secret and I don't think anyone will go and doubt a ghost on this. Might also help smooth things over in case we do eventually take up the part time reaping.
"Anyway, we can discuss the rest later; for now I'll give you some time to think about this. Would you prefer to stay here, or go somewhere else? Your home, perhaps?" The stranger opens their eyes, and jolts in surprise. "How did you get all the way over there?"
Okay, I'm feeling kind of stupid for asking this; but who's talking right here? At first I thought it was Death, but the vote options that came in response to this make that make no sense.
Okay, I'm feeling kind of stupid for asking this; but who's talking right here? At first I thought it was Death, but the vote options that came in response to this make that make no sense.
Okay wow, for some reason I had thought that the person who gave us our powers and Death were actually the same. And that the whole scene with Death was just her taking us to a place where we could see her real form.
"Ah, sorry," you say, thinking quickly, "I just wanted to move around a little bit. I'm still listening." You decide not to mention the meeting. Even if Death never told you to keep it a secret, it just feels like something meant to stay between you and her.
The stranger doesn't seem to notice anything amiss, continuing on obliviously. "Alright then. As I said, I imagine all of this at once is a surprise to you, so for now I'll give you time. Always have to account for culture shock, and all that. I can take you somewhere else if you want, or would you rather stay here?"
You glance around. The graveyard is silent and empty, a little bit gloomy but mostly just boring. "I'd like…" You glance down at your arms, remembering that you're invisible now, even if it doesn't really seem like it. "I'd like to go home, I think." It may make you feel worse, but you want closure. You want to see your parents again.
"Where do you live?" The stranger asks, and you tell them. They beckon you to follow, returning to the strange doorway in the back. They raise one shadowed limb toward it, and it suddenly sinks down into the earth, before rising back up looking slightly… different, more normal if anything. You open the knob, and on the other side, impossibly, is your room. "I'll return for you later," the stranger promises, and you walk through.
As soon as it shuts, the doorway vanishes, leaving you alone in your room. Given the funeral, you know intellectually that some time must have passed since your death, but it feels to you like you left only just this morning, and that illusion is supported by your surroundings, unchanged in the least.
What does your room look like?
> A Total Mess
> Lived-In
> Nice And Neat
What sort of hobbies did you have? (Choose up to four, specify priority)