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[Oliverskx]

The train going through the tunnel moved faster than normal. All passengers had no idea of what had just taken place. Yet Gabriel watched them all from the front of the car. This car out of all others was to be picked for the Afterlife games. The reaper didn't know whether to be sorry for this group or to be excited about being able to run the games for once.

The train now moved through a dark tunnel. This meant Citadel City was near and that now would be his time to start the briefings. His materialization out of nowhere didn't seem to have an effect on the busy passengers at all. He took the appearance of a young boy in a black cloak with white hair and red eyes; the same albino appearance he had when he was alive. *ahem* The gray reaper cleared his throat.

"Good evening passengers." he spoke calmly. "I am Gabriel and I am here to welcome you all to Citadel City before we reach our stop."

"What on earth are you rambling on about?" yawned a young woman sitting in seat 8. "Is this the wrong train?"

"Like I don't even, like, know what this kid is talking about either." another young woman from seat seven spoke.

"That voice sounds familiar..." went the blind male from seat 10.

"You are all a part of the Afterlife games." said Gabriel.

You're forgetting something sir! Show them what's happened sir! came a bubbly voice from his thin black earpiece. Gabriel could always count on advice from his assistant. "It's much easier if I just show you all." Gabriel spoke switching on a monitor conveniently stationed on a wall of the train.

The monitor flashed to news footage. A few heads turned to watch. The broadcast was loud.

This is Tiffany Williams with a mind numbing news bulletin. Right now I'm standing in front of the station outside the city where the train crash that occurred earlier this day is still recovering victims of the tragedy. So far there has been no survivors from what I can tell. More victims recovered from this terrible incident have been discovered to be the bodies of Elanora Jameson, Fae Cantigre, Clarissa Montague, Matthew Jameson, Sachiko Hayashi, Marcus Giles, Thomas Marx, Joe Brody, Ms. Mavin Davis, Stella Marx, twins Allen and Thomas Rhodes, the beloved Fabian Gestalt, Tia Wang, Romeo Willis, Jackie Hayes, Damien Peers and a Ms. Rita Thompson.

Yet insiders say there are still a lot more to be recovered.

"Yo what the hell is this shit?" A scruffy young man in seat 11 shouted. "Is this some sort of joke?"

The monitor footage cut to weeping family members and friends. "So are we like, dead or something, like that?" the female in seat seven asked once more.

"Please stay calm everyone." Gabriel advised. "No one is dead yet. Your chance to gain your normal lives back lies here in Citadel City."

The train emerged from it's dark tunnel and onto tracks leading to an island of sorts. A large city could be seen with a tower in the center that sits high in the sky. The ominous environment seemed to be tinted with the color red. For those who knew no better, this city looked like a picture of an apocalyptic worn place.

"Now are there any questions before I head on to the next subject?" Gabriel asked politely.

"당신이 무슨 말을하는거야?" spoke a little Korean girl as the train got closer and closer the the wretched island.

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Damien Peers

He ripped a piece of cloth from his long black coat and tied it tightly around his bleeding wound. Damien had suffered far worse before. He was startled by the young girl who had managed to make it to the Hospital alive. He didn't speak to her, he didn't wish to, but he was surprised at her vanishing ability. He had studied it himself as he glanced back, gliding away. He should have known, the nights in the Afterlife Games were just as deadly as the days. Even if the players couldn't kill each other, the hideous demon creatures could. Any players who were outside and did not know this would be in severe danger. There were not alerts through angel phones, no announcements from reapers.

The hospital door banged loudly. The imps sensed food. He knew that a few would probably follow him here. He had the powers to defeat them, but he was unsure if he should let them in. If so they could go after the girl. Less competition for him, unless she were the hostile demon. He stared hard listening to the bangs against the front door. If he let them in he could see for himself if she were a demon, if not there would be less competition and hostility towards him, but his warning her would have meant nothing. It was a hard decision, but he finally decided to walk away and roam the hospital. There was probably much better medical supplies in here to treat his bite wound with.


Luci Ferno

"Like, what the hell?"

It took all of her might to run away from the black bat winged creatures flying overhead. Luci had managed to outrun them and beat a few of them off as they snapped at her flailing arms. "What the hell are these things?"

Just a demon babe chill. All you need to do is get back to the diner. her angel Chad replied smoothly. it was much smoother of a reply than she liked. "The diner! Like, shit!"

She bolted forward to the diner before rolling quickly to her right and taking off down another street. The diner was on fire at first glance. It glowed bright, with charred bodies of black creatures clearly visible. Maybe Stella fought them off? But there was no way she'd survive a fire that large. "Like wtf? This is totally cheating. We're supposed to have a rest period!"

Naw think of it as good cardio exercise. her phone chimed.

Luci was speechless and frustrated but continued to run until she found an office building and bolted through it's doors. She closed the door quickly behind he, locked it and slid down gasping for air. She took a bite of the bread piece she'd saved for Stella's portion. It would be wasted on the dead. She took bite after bite, and when she had no more her thirst grew. She stood once more and began searching the place. She could hear voices of men somewhere in the other rooms. She hesitated before tip toeing in the dark. If they were other players it was against the rules to harm her at this hour. If it were anything else, she'd have to brace herself for combat.


Fabian Gestalt

Fabian peeked up from the broken couch. His trust was blind but at this point he didn't care. There wasn't much in the room they could use as a weapon. Joe wanted to look for something they could use. He managed to sit up and feel around the place. It was dark and in some area's the building was pitch black. "What exactly are you expecting we find in here?" Fabian asked.

He grabbed a wooden board, but it was too flimsy and in the way to be considered a weapon. He took hold of a pipe, but it was rusted so badly that it would probably break with one use. The looks of the place made it look like some sort of old office building. He found a plastic chair with rusted leggings. "Maybe we could chair people to death?" He suggested as he held up the chair, thrusting it in the dark before smiling and putting it back down.

This isn't time for jokes. His phone spoke from his pocket.

"Whatever" he mumbled.

A room next to the one they stood was much less dark. There was a large crater in the ceiling that allowed the moonlight to shine through. A busted glass window was also clearly visible and it's shards reflected brightly in the moonlight. "I think I found some glass." he called to Joe.

He picked up a shard and spotted a small black shadow moving on the floor. He took a quick glance up through the crater in the ceiling once more before he began hearing noises in the room. It sounded like purring. "Joe are you playing a trick on me?" he asked.

The purring , when listening closely sounded more like a soft growl of something sickening.