THE LOST DAYS... Round 2.

[mind_blown]

It's all darkness.

The feeling of nothingness, of being nothing. Of not existing. You have no thoughts, you will never have any thoughts again. While that fact is not comforting, because you cannot be comforted anymore, it is true.

There's a certain rest to being... nothing. And to both knowing and not knowing, that your time is done.

So it's all the more unfortunate when you feel, because you shouldn't feel. And the feeling is burning in your lungs, which you shouldn't have. Because you are- or were- nothing.

And then, you inhale a desperate gasp of air and open your eyes...

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[protectshisown]

[This is familiar, so very familiar and not, because the sky burns in a different way, he can almost feel a way out, it sticks different then water-]

[But then there's night sky and he claws himself out with one last burst of adrenaline, and pulls himself out of the hole, coughing and hacking out dirt, until he can take a clean breath of air.]

[And just]

[Lay on his side for a minute as he gets his lungs to not burn. Before using the inside of his shirt to wipe away some of this access dirt form his face.]

[....]

[It takes about ten minutes before he pushes himself up, because he almost died, but there is]

[Something he has to do. He has work to do, and near death experiences aren't enough to stop him.]

[He looks around and]

[Looks at the gravestone. What even is this???]

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[idolpro]

Here lies Jason Peter Todd

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[protectshisown]

....what the Hel is your world, Talon.

[Good gods, because he at least understands a grave marker if it says something like that.]

[Why would anyone BURY their dead, so weird.]

[He is going to push himself to his feet, brushing off dirt and he'll take a look around. For anything else that seems different or a person or anything like that.]

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[idolpro]

The graveyard is empty... Except for a grave that looks recently climbed out of.

The dirt seems to head in this direction.