The Torn (Open and accepting)

[SmaugTheGolden]

Jessica snuck around the side, toward the window she had spotted earlier, she wlaked over to it and crouched just below it, she had no idea why she was continuing to investigate, she didn't know who this person was and what he would do to her if she was caught spying on them, but something made her stay, like some unknown force holding her in place, forcing her to continue.

[xCyril]

Ash
He thought something was almost behind him or watching him, but decided it was because he was very anxious. Ash leaned against a wall, and stared down. He didn't know where to start, but might as well. "There was a fire. Gunshots, screaming. That was all i remember, pain and terror. But in the next moment I wake up here, lost. How did I end up here?" His words were somewhat directed to himself, and he kept it short, not wanting terrible memories to wash over him, though Ash himself was forgetting what happened on those days, and her..
He placed a fist on his face, trying to forget, then jumped slightly, and turned to Will, and shook his head. "No, its fine."

[Snapel]

Will nodded slightly then poured himself a glass of water. "There is no easy way for me to say this but you are not alive, you must have died in that fire and like me have been given a second chance to fufill any unfinished business. Your a Torn as we call ourselves, a being that is torn between life and death" he tried to explain to Ash in a way that he could understand.

[xCyril]

ash
He shook away the feeling, forgetting now. He was, quiet good at it, forgetting. But he turned to Will, and what he said,, was crazy. How could he be dead? and unfinished business? Ash was sure he made it out alive, "How..? I know I made it..." he whispered, and looked down, slightly at his hands. Clenching them into a fist, he looked up. "There is no way I could be dead."

[SmaugTheGolden]

Jessica listened to two people talking, her hearing was spectacular, hearing every word, though what they said sent an icy chill down her spine, that must be it! she thought to herself causing herself to take a step back. She turned and began racing off back toward the fence, afraid to stay any longer, she ran quickly, but her shoe became snagged on a small stick and she flew through the air and toppled over onto herself with a grunt.

[Snapel]

Will
"I'm sorry but it's true" he said and shook his head slightly "I couldn't believe it either when I first came back but hear I am 100 years later." He sighed slightly, his gaze dropped down to the ground as old memories resurfaced. Will snapped out of his day dream when he heard a sound from outside. He went to the nearest window and looked out. He saw a girl running away from the house and tripping over.

[xCyril]

Ash
He wouldn't believe it. It's not true. That only happened the other day, and he never died. Ash sighed, and heard loud noises outside, and in the distance saw a shape running off, a girl he assumed. But when he heard what will said, it surprised him, but Ash didn't let it show on his face, but wondered who was watching them, listening in

[SmaugTheGolden]

Jessica moaned in the grass, she lifted her head and spat out a leaf she had almost swallowed, she slowly rose to her feet and attempted to limp away, the pain in her ankle growing with every hobble she made. Her heart was pounding, she was sure they would have heard her by now and was desperately trying to find an easy way out.

[Snapel]

Will quickly rushed to the front door and went out. He couldn't let this girl get away, she could have overheard their conversation and he didn't want any info getting out about the Torn.

[vega.]

Saioka looked at the quiz blanklybefore giving a small sigh. She dug in her bag for a pencil and then read the questions silently. She started to doodle on the sides as she slowly progressed. She sometimes read questions muntiple times, working them out mentally while doodling physically. She continued this process multiple times, every once in a while getting slightly stumped on a question, finishing afew small drawings. She didnt pay much attention to others, not really caring what they did. If the wernt her friends, it wasnt her business.

Closing her test after a few others, Holly had re-done the questions she was not sure of twice and sat back in her seat. There were 5 more minutes. That was fast. But it was only a 30 minute test any ways. She took off her jacket and hung it on her chair and simply stared at her sheep, waiting for the minutes to pass and they could could go to break. Holly could finally leave the school grounds and get something in the city or something. Or she would wait for that hour to pass in the art took, working on her drawings. She let the thoughts run through her mind, the pretty colors of the cool ocean, and the grundy sand she had trouble texturing. But it all led to one unnerving outcome; the blackening blue, the breath of the world in her slowing heart, and then nothing happened. When her stopped beating...there was nothing but the rushing of the waves, as if it was an endless dream of darkness.
Then, what the heck, some dead accountant pulls her up and says she's not dead, and gives her another life. The worst part is that she could share it with no one. She could recall over fifty conspiracy theorists that would pay to hear what happened to her.