WEEK 2

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 2

[It is again early morning when the train docks next. This time, however, the dock is not as busy. There are few trains to be seen, and even fewer people. Only a man stands at the dock, teeth sharp in his smile, scelera a deep gold as he stares beneath his fedora.

"Unexpected," he said with a smile. A two-dimensional dog with the head of a scribbled black cloud hops by, ignoring him. "But not unwanted. Do make yourselves comfortable."

This new place is known as Victoria's Chasm, named after an Empress. No, not that one. Her Thrice-Renewed Majesty is quite comfortable on her Throne, and rulled for much longer than 99 days, thank you very much.

In the distance, black begins to erupt like tendrils. Lightning flashes through the clouds. This is the land of monsters; tread carefully. And do not despair, whatever you do.


There are fifteen strangers left in this place.]

Comments

[telecosmetic]

[She looks even more awkward now.] I...think we might have run into one of them, the day before yesterday. I...didn't know about your relationship with them, so... [She just rubs the back of her head.] Mithos and I....kind of.....killed her? We...do still have her Grief Seed around, though.

[15unknowns]

[She puts a hand on her chest, nodding and closing her eyes at this.]

...No, I understand, it's all right. They are not my children, but I will grieve them. I always do. They are suffering, deeply, in that form. At least she is not in pain. Thank you.

[At this, something clicks in her expression.]

Oh, but...the little grief seed? Perhaps...do you mind if I have it? For the next girl. It may buy her time, at least. If you are willing to part with it.

[telecosmetic]

Oh, that's no problem, of course! [Eliza takes it out of her pocket to hand to the lady.] I just had it to show people, but it's not like any of us can actually use it. And if it can help the girls who come through here, it's even better!