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[wolfiehood]

[ Scott's got his journal open, but he keeps flipping through the pages, so the only real sound for a minute is the sound of turning pages as he tries to grasp what's going on here. He's only sort of getting it, and he's still pretty rattled by all the nightmare things.

He was pretty sure that he was just in another one for the first day here, but considering the scene didn't change and nothing terrifying happened... maybe it was real? ]

Wow.

[ He clears his throat and speaks up a little. ]

Uh... hi. My name's Scott McCall. I'm new here, and I don't really know what's going on. So I'm... talking to a diary.

[ The more he speaks the dumber he feels. ]

Right, okay...

Look, I just want a way out of here that doesn't involve dying again. So if anyone could tell me how I can go home, that'd be great.

Comments

[not_mafia]

[lmao diary..]

Yeah, it's pretty weird, isn't it? ... but, there's not a way to get home that anybody knows of.

[squirrelhunter]

[Well, that voice sounds familiar.]

Y'ain't goin' home. Best make yaself comfortable

[wolfiehood]

[ Okay, now that's an issue. ]

What do you mean? Like there's no airport so travel's not easy, or what?

[wolfiehood]

[ That voice definitely does. ]

I kind of don't want to.

[squirrelhunter]

Tough shit. Y'ain't goin' 'til this shithole lets you.

[As charming as ever, eh?]

[wolfiehood]

[ He sure is. Scott still doesn't think he deserves what Gerard did to him though. ]

Why? What's keeping anyone here? I mean, besides not actually knowing where here is.

[squirrelhunter]

Magic or some shit. S'the castle that keeps us here. Ain't no way t'go back.

1/?

[imalwaysright]

2/?

[imalwaysright]

[He knows that voice. There's no way he'd ever mistake it.]

3/?

[imalwaysright]

[Crap, was the Scott in his dreams this Scott or just part of the nightmare.]

4/4

[imalwaysright]

Scott?

[not_mafia]

There's definitely not an airport. Or... really any transportation.

But, that's not why we can't leave.

[fuckinghateadrenaline]

Sorry, mate. You're trapped here like the rest of us.

[wolfiehood]

[ That's not making a lot of sense to Scott, mostly because... ]

I left the castle earlier today though.

[ Meaning he walked out the front door, but... ]

[wolfiehood]

Stiles?

[ Oh thank god. He was kind of hoping if the one guy that was there when Gerard killed him was in the castle it meant Stiles would be too. ]

[squirrelhunter]

[You can probably hear his eyeroll through the journal.]

Ain't what I meant.

[wolfiehood]

[ Well... that's not good news. He's good at running, but not that good. ]

Why can't we leave?

[wolfiehood]

That's what everyone else keeps saying.

[imalwaysright]

Yeah, I'm here buddy.

[It's nice to have his best friend around but god, he really hopes Scott didn't see that nightmare.]

[wolfiehood]

[ If anyone could hear something like that, it'd be Scott. He's got to be familiar with the sound by now. ]

What did you mean?

[wolfiehood]

[ Ha... Yeah...

That sure would be awkward. ]

Where is here? I mean besides being called Paradisa?

[imalwaysright]

It's not even on Earth. It's a completely different world.

[fuckinghateadrenaline]

Doesn't that mean it's usually true?

[not_mafia]

[UH..... he still doesn't know how to approach this question in a way that doesn't make people think he's naive or crazy.]

This... isn't your world.

[wolfiehood]

What like... we're on Mars?