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[Prospero train station. A quietness has settled, with the place not as buzzing with activity as it would in the afternoon, as the next train pulls in to deliver the next set of passangers. Among them, a boy stops to look at his map. Dark clothing, face partially obscured from his hair fringe, slouched forward, hand in his pocket, expressionless - it's easy to miss him save for the music blaring from his headphones.

That is until the clock strikes twelve, when it stops.]

Huh?

[Did the batteries die? is his first thought. He looks up and sees the lights have died out also, and coffins have apparently replaced the crowd he was in, leaving only him standing out.

Weird. He sighs, and walks out heedless of these changes. Whatever happened, it could wait until he gets to the dorm.]

[Out in the streets, he sees more of the same coffins lining the deserted city. Nothing looks familiar, even with the map.]

I should be there by now.

[He hasn't realized yet that this isn't Tatsumi Port Island. Nor the communication device in his unoccupied pocket. Care to help a clueless boy out?]

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Where were you going?

Huh?

[> You just heard a voice. But there's no one there, no matter where you turn.]

Edited 2011-12-28 02:50 (UTC)

Pick up your phone, silly.

To where?

[His phone? Switching hands with his map, he pulls out ...what seems like his cell phone? And makes a call.]

Hi. Who is this?

The Iwatodai dormitory.

Sorry, but that place's not here.

Then where is here?

[Because they're definitely not on ~~Kansas~~ Port Island. Did he get off the wrong station?]

V/V. What's your name?

Nice to meet you. [I guess.] I'm Arisato.

It's nice to meet you too. I'm sorry that you ended up here, though.

Yeah. Do you know what's going on?

I'm assuming you're new here. This is Prospero in the United States.

[Wait for it...]

[......and his reply is a calm one]

That, sucks.

Edited 2011-12-28 03:48 (UTC)

[Oh, c'mon.]

Pretty calm, aren't you?

Hm?

Well, this makes the map useless.

Yeah. And you better get inside, since it's dangerous out there.

I gathered.

What's with the coffins?

[Because he doesn't have good memories of those, not that he sounds any less calm.]

Those? Oh, it's a bit hard to believe but they're people in this city. Almost everyone turned into a coffin at this time of night.

People.

...and the blood?

Water, for some reason.

You were taken somewhere else, although we don't know by who.

So I didn't just get off the wrong station?

Good to know.

That's pretty creepy.

[Said as he's standing in the middle of a giant puddle of "blood".]

[ Bundled up in a fur shawl is the only other living sight on the street. The coffins don't seem to bother her (a common occurrence she has grown used to), but seeing the boy does. ]

Hm? [ She'll approach him in a brisk manner now. ] Are you another one just like me then?

Edited 2011-12-28 15:00 (UTC)

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