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[James hasn't made a post since his first - in part because he's terribly lost. He has proper clothes, now, thanks to Favrielle, but it is still overwhelming to be in such a foreign place. His concern isn't so much the rationing, though that seems to be quite the source of anxiety for some he's encountered. What he wants is answers to the many and contradictory things he's been told since his arrival.]

I find myself at something of a loss, in this place, with so many people from such seemingly different times and places. It seems impossible that one person could have brought us here, and insensible that they should.

[That, though, is a subject he's sure has been at the center of many debates. What truly haunts him is what he heard from Peggy and Ariadne before.] I was led to believe that this place was a sort of afterlife, and yet, if I understand correctly, there are some here with ambitions to return to their homes. I do not see how such a thing could be accomplished.

[And that's it. No suggestions, he's just mulling. Aloud, and in public, which, he realizes now, is terribly unseemly.]

Forgive me. There is little purpose to these musings. Perhaps they are better off left unvoiced.

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And what is your basis for this statement? Beyond what the occupants here have told you, can you point to any significant fact?

[Is that too harsh for a kid to handle? Whatever, he's asking for it.]

[You're getting Damian irritated. Not that it takes much...]

My Father and my sister are both younger than they were when I last saw them before coming here. Therefore they can not have died to come here.

[... because Father and Cassandra are safe, are they not?]

[James is good at irritating people. It's a special talent.]

I see. That is a compelling argument.

[But given that they've all been kidnapped, and some of them seemingly reanimated, James somehow doesn't believe that it's that simple.]

[Troublesome combination.]

Not everybody is dead. Not everybody is alive, back home, either. And I know at least one person who had just died, before coming here, but was later - revived.

It is a place in-between. Some wind up here by dying. Some by falling asleep. It makes no difference to the place, or whoever is bringing us here.

[naaaah they'll get along great....]

That seems a very complicated explanation for the situation.

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