Horror 101, Monday

[chosehumanity]

"Today is the day of your final," Mitchell intoned, then clapped his hands, grinning. "We'll be starting off with a few written questions. But after that, I've got something else for you."

He dumped a stack of papers on his desk. It, and several other flat surfaces in the area - including some of the students' desks - had acquired a cup of tea.

"We've talked about a great many fears over the past few weeks," he continued, "But the main one, the most quintessentially human one is the fear of death. The fear of being gone from this Earth, from what we are, the whole lot. Most of our fears come down to that: death."

"So to finish up your final," he continued, sitting down, "I've invited a friend in to talk about it. While you're writing, I want you all to come up with one question you'd like to ask about death, and she will answer it." He peered into the room, searching for Chloe if she was there and smiled slightly. "Don't worry, she doesn't bite."

He tapped his pen on the desk. "Now, get started! You've got thirty minutes."

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Comments

Re: The Final Exam

[awakestheghosts]

Chloe hated to be the one that told her that, but she nodded slowly.

"T-they d-don't always n-need ritual items t-to do so."

She gave Mitchell a very apologetic look for upsetting his friend. She kind of looked like she would be happy to bolt from the classroom now.

Re: The Final Exam

[whowantstea.livejournal.com]

Well, that was reassuring. "That's never happened to me. I just live-- I just stay in my house, mostly. I can leave it now, but nobody's ever pulled me out when I didn't want to go."

Re: The Final Exam

[awakestheghosts]

That negated the next question Chloe had -- not that she would ask Mitchell's friend that, any way. Annie seemed very nice, a bit like Liza, actually.

She nodded and tried to hide in her chair.

Re: The Final Exam

[whowantstea.livejournal.com]

It was odd -- no, it was unheard of -- for Annie to run into someone trying harder to blend into the walls than her, which made her want to... wrap the kid up in a fluffy blanket or something. "It's all right, you know. I'm always finding out something new--" And terrifying. "--about being dead. The afterlife's a work in progress, you could say."