dreamsland | day nine

dreamland day nine

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There are no clocks in your dorm room to help you mark the passing of time, but at a certain point, in the early hours of the morning, a cheerful chime tune plays over the loudspeaker. Whether you're awake or asleep, the door to your dorm room is now unlocked. You'll have about a forty five minutes, in which you can get ready or grab some breakfast, before the door that allows you into the park unlocks. By this time, you may or may not have noticed that one of your number is missing.

Oh, there's one other thing this morning - your bracelets are no longer working. Fortunately, your rooms have all been left unlocked, as is the entrance to the park. Oh, and you still might not want to go near the fences; the automatic weapons in the guard towers are still a thing.

The chimes play again, to announce that the park is open, and the rides and music begin to come back to life as a voice plays over the loudspeaker.

"Congratulations to the tippy top ten! You made it!"

You will have until 4 PM to explore the park and talk amongst yourselves. Somewhere in the park, you'll find the body of Oz Vessalius.

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[ Maybe later, Ciel will appreciate this gesture. He'll appreciate what Nanami is trying to do, the fact that she spared him and is now trying to help him. At any other time, he would have been glad for being treated this way, because he hates being seen as weak, and this display is shameful, he knows. But unfortunately, he is also beyond rational thought at the moment.

When Nanami grabs Ciel's collar, he screams again, a pitch higher and more frantic, then pulls against her as if to get away. ]

Stop!!

[ Because he's being pulled out of the cage, or... Maybe he's seeing someone else get pulled out? It's his face, but something doesn't seem right there. But he can't dwell on it, because he'll die. He'll die, he'll definitely die, so he has to get away. He doesn't want to end up like that! ]

Don't take me away! I don't— Ciel didn't do anything, so don't take us away!

What are you talking about? [Normally, she wouldn't care at all about his protesting her rough treatment, but there's something about his genuine terror that gets her to let go. She still looks tempted to slap him around a little until he starts talking sense again though.]

Snap out of it already! I don't know who you think you are, but we're not going to get anywhere with you gibbering like that! [She is so great at dealing with traumatized children. SO GREAT.] I don't know what you're seeing right now, but you don't want to stay here!

[ When Nanami lets go, he falls back a little, but turns to face her, which helps. So long as his attention isn't focused on the scene now behind him, he's more sensible, though his thoughts are still gathered, and some are difficult for him to grasp at all. ]

No, I...

[ He glances up from her feet towards her face, and though his expression is still fearful, it seems like he's focusing more on her words. ]

I don't— I can't stay here. If I stay, then... [ But he trails off as he shakes his head, unable to grasp onto that thought either. ]

Then don't! You've got legs, so use them! [She gives him an angry huff, and if he doesn't freak out again, will attempt to grab his wrist and drag him away from the scene. She doesn't want to be nearby Oz's corpse any more than he does, after all.]

Honestly, you're really just hopeless, aren't you? Let's go already!

[ At least this one he doesn't react badly to at all, minus a sharp flinch as if he was surprised that she grabbed him, even though his eyes were sharply focused on her movements. He stumbles over a few words, but none of them stick, so he stands with her, allowing himself to be pulled away.

He keeps his attention rigidly forward, not daring to glance back, and yet, he wants to. Part of him really wants to, because he knows that someone important to him is there, and so he should, but he can't.

So this time, it'll go better. Nanami will be able to drag him wherever she pleases, and Ciel will be silent and compliant. ]

[Of course, now the problem is that Nanami has no idea where to drag him to. She hadn't exactly planned this out ahead of time, she'd just wanted to get them away from Oz's body. But she's not about to show any sign of uncertainty in front of a stupid little boy like Ciel, so it's after only a brief moment of hesitation that she marches them to the mess hall.]

Sit. [She'll shove him down on one of the benches, disappear into the kitchen for a few moments, and then come back with two glasses of water. It would be a touching gesture if you didn't know that she was planning on dumping one of the glasses all over Ciel's head if he started acting up again.]

Now talk. What happened last night? [No point in keeping this conversation private, not when she has no intention of playing along with this game anymore.]

[ He takes a seat with a noise of surprise, and he'll take one of the glasses of water obediently, but he doesn't drink from it. Still, he doesn't reject it, at least, but just holds onto it like it's something much more important than it is. At least getting away from the circus tent has helped Ciel to calm down enough to answer her questions at all, but he still can't look at Nanami, so his attention is focused on the cup instead.

Last night... What had happened? He has to concentrate on it more than Ciel would ever have to normally, because when he tries to recall, it's like a fog is in his brain, but he starts, carefully, ]

I was never... I never had any intention of betraying him. I wasn't going to vote for anyone, I went to the clubhouse knowing that—

[ He remembered being soured by the thought as he walked there, because that kind of trust was simply something he didn't understand. ]

Crocs, he said... [ His brow furrows, because he has to really focus to recall it, but his eye widens in realization as it slowly comes to him, piece by piece. His hands start to tremble as he holds the glass again, and his voice is quiet. ]

Today. Today, everyone has to wake up, or everyone left is going to die. Oz had to wake up first... so that everyone else had a chance.

[She looks surprised and dubious when Ciel says he never had any intention of betraying Oz, like she doesn't know whether to believe him or not. If he's lying, then he's a very good actor - but then again, she's known plenty of good actors who do nothing but lie to everyone around them. It doesn't actually mean anything.

The next part though, that gets her to tense up.]

What does that mean? [Because she knows perfectly well what 'waking up' entails.] You're not planning on killing everyone here, are you? Use your brain! You should know by now they're messing with your head!

I don't know! I don't know anymore...

[ It looks like he might start crying again with how he bows forward as his shoulders tremble, but he doesn't, at least not this time. He had been so certain that Crocs was right until he had found that place where Oz had died. Where Ciel had killed him? It had to have been him, but when he tries to think about it, those memories are even harder to recall. ]

What if we're right? What if you really do wake up? Then everyone here, they're going to die. We always heard from the people we woke up, at least through Crocs, so— So it never seemed strange. But why would I... I wouldn't recreate that day. I would never— But Oz isn't here anymore. How could that be?

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You're wrong!

[She leans forward, her expression furiously intense.] You're supposed to be intelligent, aren't you? You're always so smug about it! So use your brain for once and ask yourself something - would you normally just take orders from a stupid crocodile without ever questioning it? Are you really stupid enough to think that hearing from people through the crocodile is the same thing as confirming they're alive?

[ That makes his brow furrow deeply, because there's no small part of him that knows what she's saying is right. He's no fool—Even if he had to learn the lessons in the harshest way possible, Ciel had always prided himself on being careful and prudent to a fault. He had to be with Sebastian always waiting for him to falter and give up, so why... Why did he trust a stupid looking thing like Crocs? ]

I—

[ But when he tries to think about why he trusts what Crocs says so much, it's just not there. There's a reason, he knows it, but why does he know that? Ciel hesitates, but trying to grasp at those straws is frustrating, so he continues on. ]

It was... It was a surgery, I think? I don't remember— I don't remember drawing that at all. Crocs said that if I did that, then Mabel... Mabel wouldn't have to kill anyone.

[ Because even now, when it's just the two of them, Ciel is determined to keep to his ideal of keeping Mabel's hands as free of blood as possible. He shakes his head, placing a hand over that wound that they all had now. ]

If Oz woke up first, then we could save everyone, but... I wouldn't. I wouldn't do that, and I wouldn't listen to a damned animal. But— [ There's still hesitation in his voice quite clearly. ]

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