[open, network and action]

[the_horror]

Trying not to repeat what everyone else has said, but this place is a nightmare. I turn around and the door I just went through disappears. I'm in a hall way, somewhere, and at least this time nothing is going on, but it's still a bit annoying to just walk and walk and get no where. Someone talk to me?

Rikki, if you're hearing this, I hope you're okay. I tried following you through that door but it just wouldn't open.

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To anyone who wants to run into him though, he is literally walking down a long hall way, alone, bored, and looking for a door out of here. If you happen to open a door on his hall way, hold it open for him, yeah?

He's in black suit with the jacket off and in his hands. Dark hair is well combed and in place still, but he looks tired. Looks uncomfortable. Ben's been walking for a while. He's looking for Rikki still, or just a open damn door. Hopefully one that doesn't led to pool again. He's been there at least once.

Ben's not dead here. Not a ghost. He's physical and alive and tired. He's not felt tired in ages. Or temperature either, and he was feeling over heated right now. Worn out at least. He's sure this hall way was ramping up the heat too. But he walked, looking back once in a while, or even wandering back and checking floor and ceiling for doors as well as walls. But nothing. It was like it was doing it's best to keep him separated from others.

{ooc: open to [action] or "prose"]. Take your pick!}

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[bestfuneralever]

He doesn't mind the clinging. Or the squeezing. Or the rambling. He's just glad he's here, and solid and-- "Whu- yeah, yeah, man, it's definitely happening." he mumbles, reaching to still touch Ben, his arm, a shoulder, fingertips on his cheek, it doesn't matter he just has to keep proving this to himself. "And I'm... reasonably... sure I'm not dead?" That's probably not comforting at all. "Can you touch the other ghosts or-- do you really, I mean-- I don't know, man!" Excuse him while he continues to not be able to process any of this any better than you, Ben.

[the_horror]

Two useless boys. Can't process this at all. Ben was doing okay before with Rikki, but he also assumed Rikki might have been dead as well? Maybe? Then again she was very alive seeming, oh and a mermaid. Something he's not telling Klaus just yet, as he promised.

"Okay. Okay. This is real. Good. Cool. I mean, not good, but at least it's you." Good. He's not dead. That IS comforting, in a strange way. He stays standing there, hands on the others shoulders and just holding on for a moment longer, frowning. He's highfived that one ghost in the motel room that Klaus was being interrogated in, so he just nods. "I can but not well, and you feel very solid, so... yeah, you're alive but I think I am as well."

As he said it he grabbed Klaus' hand and pressed it to his chest. A heat beat!

[bestfuneralever]

There's something very, very surreal about realizing that your decade plus long dead brother is suddenly very, very, not dead suddenly, for reasons completely outside the realm of anything like rational thought. And honestly? Klaus isn't sure he cares about the thought or the how behind it being logical at all anyway. "Shit, dude, you're really alive." he mumbles, staring befuddled at his hand on Ben's chest, definitely feeling the soft, steady rhythm of Ben's heart beat underneath his fingers.