[Final Day] Endgame

[arsgoetia]

And just as suddenly as everything had began, the demons are gone—all of them. Not a single crow feather remains. As if being sucked backwards out of a vacuum, sound and light flood into the room and the hallway, crashing down on you. You are back in the real world, with noise and physics and sunlight streaming in through the window.

You are also left with two bereft Bellcourt children, the older of which is suddenly doubling over in his wheelchair and shouting in anguish.

Comments

[bestest]

...If you say so...

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

It's been—an event, to say the least.

[bestest]

Mm... I wonder if Lucia's house is so busy all the time or just when we're here...

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

I—I would hope that it's not always this busy . . .

[bestest]

[sssiiiiigh] It's because we all always show up at the same time, everything gets crazy...

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

I—I'm still glad that we do . . .

[bestest]

...All show up together?

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

[nods]

It—it means that we can help.

[bestest]

Maybe I just want to help in peace for once.

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

That—that would be nice as well.

[bestest]

Then maybe it would actually be more worth it...

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

We could resolve the problems before they arise . . .

[bestest]

...Right, in the end we can barely do anything...

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

We—we still accomplished something.

[bestest]

It's stupid though, it's not our fault, even if we spent all our time here doing everything we ever possibly could, we still can't control anything, we can't ever be reliable--

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

But we can make a difference when we are here.

[bestest]

And what do we get?

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

What?

[bestest]

For doing whatever we can all the time, what do we get??

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

I—we don't need to get anything . . . do we?

[bestest]

So everyone in this world is automatically more important than us?

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

I—n-not like that.

[bestest]

Uggghhhh, just forget it.

[tsundeargodwhy.livejournal.com]

Shuri . . . ?

[bestest]

[curling up a little on himself] I think this place is giving me a headache.