asidarap | Day 1

The first sign is maybe different for all of you – the hard ground underneath you, the lack of a body next to you, or no blanket to pull over your shoulders when you reach for it. Either way, when you open your eyes you know for certain you aren’t in the castle.

It’s a little too quiet here, except for the sounds of people around you moving about. There is a strange, unreal quality about everything, as if were viewed through the grimy patina of an old piece of film or photograph and half-realized blurs of images and words seems to hang suspended in the air like solid smoke – there but not quite there.

The group seems to be at the edge of a dead forest, the trees dark and twisted and the ground swirling with mist. A path seems to lead into the depths, but the sky that way is cast with dark umber and hanging shadows that don’t seem terribly inviting.

Not far off, however, is a long stone bridge stretching over a chasm of nothingness and leading to what looks like a city. Far beyond the rooftops, there is the briefest glimmer of dazzling light, gone almost as soon as you see it.

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WAKING UP | THE CITY

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Were you good at it?

"World's greatest," they used to say.

Wow. What sort of crimes did you investigate?

I was a paranormal investigator. Ghosts, vampires, witches ... that sort of thing.

You have magic in your world then?

Yeah. Not a lot of people know about it, though. It doesn't effect most of the world on the surface.

Why?

It just isn't something normal people deal with. Unless they're being haunted or menaced by a ghoul, most people never have to deal with the supernatural.