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[gravedigs]

[ Isaac spent literally the entire day sleeping off a bout of wolfsbane poisoning that he isn't actually aware of, and he's still kinda out of it as a result, so he'll freak out way harder about the mysterious new locale later. Right now he's starving, so he smells his way down to where all the food is and pokes around the kitchen lethargically in a white t-shirt and sweatpants, hair messy and feet bare, looking for snacks. He's the very picture of dignity; someone come say hi and he'll reach stuff on the tall shelves for you! ]


[ Apparently, Isaac eventually gets his hands on some food, because you can hear the crunching of something loud like chips over the open page. He's even marginally more aware now! ]

Okay, so I'm going to feel really stupid if this doesn't actually work, but hello? Anyone?

... I should have brought a pen. And some sanity.

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[indirectcause]

[Strange adults is always one of the lest fun things you can do here. Top ten, at least. Ben blinks at his response. Wow, so he's SUPER new]

You just arrived? [Damnit, he sucks at trying to explain how this lace works, largely because he's still trying to work it out for himself]

Okay. This is probably gonna sound crazy, but you've been kidnapped to a whole other world. Sorry, there's no easy way to say that.

[gravedigs]

Oh. [ You can practically see the gears in Isaac's head starting to turn. And then stopping very shortly after. ] Okay. Cool.

Hey, do you know if they have like, meat here? I'm really hungry. [ He'll save the freakout and billion questions for later, don't worry Ben. ]

[indirectcause]

[He can appreciate the hunger thing. He pretty much ate half of what was in the fridge when he arrived]

They should have some in the fridge. Or I guess if you wanted something specific and cooked, you could wish for it.

...

Because wishes get granted in this fucking crazy place.

[gravedigs]

[ Isaac looks like he's not entirely sure whether or not he should be laughing at that reveal or genuinely giving it a try. ]

Wish for it? ... Is this Disneyland? Be honest.

[indirectcause]

If Disneyland was feasting on your soul, sure.

Just wish for something, and see for yourself.

[gravedigs]

Okay. Not really the answer I was expecting. What does that even mean?

... Shouldn't I have candles to blow out or something first? [ Sorry Ben, he's still a little dubious. ]

[indirectcause]

That's why it brought us all here. It eats our souls, or our emotions or...fuck, I don't know, something. It's pretty twisted.

[But it's still better than being back home]

I know it sounds crazy. Just humour me.

[gravedigs]

[ Holy. Shit. ]

Can I wish that nobody eats my soul or emotions?

[indirectcause]

[Ben gives that a considerate pause]

I think it's more material goods, but hey, you want to give it a try, knock yourself out.

[gravedigs]

[ Isaac closes his eyes and scrunches up his face like he's making a wish before blowing out some birthday candles. He squints them back open after a few seconds. ]

Well, I don't feel any different.

[indirectcause]

[Ben gives a small shrug]

It was worth a shot. Maybe a big wish like that takes a while to set in.