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What happened to the man on the wall? How did it change? He was everywhere and now he's nowhere...

( it's disconcerting. who was he? or who is he? what did it mean by terminated, exactly? Carrie's still trying to decide if this is Hell. Peter might not believe her, but she knows what happened to her back at the house before she woke up back in her dress again. something ain't right, that's for sure, but Peter seemed nice so what's he doing in Hell? it's all confusing, but she's been poking around on this thing in her arm and stumbled across what looks like people talking to one another. they don't seem to have answers, but she's also noticed that there's new faces the more she scrolls, so maybe they're coming in new and everyone's just sort of in a limbo before they're getting into Hell proper or something.

it makes her wonder what they did to deserve it and if it's as bad as what she did, maybe they should move the process along and just get to it so they can suffer for their sins together like they all ought to, herself included. )

Did everyone else...I mean, am I the only...one who died before here? That's what this is, right? We're all just waiting to go wherever it is we're supposed to go?

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( So what happens, Carrie wonders, if you don't trust anyone to have your back, because you don't know how to? What happens if you don't know how to trust people, because no one has ever given you reason to think that you can? )

I don't like that...if I woke up like that, I would panic.

( And it would be bad. Very bad. Dangerously bad. )

I definitely did. I don't want anyone else to have to wake up like that, or go through what Ben and I went through waking up terrified in there, that's why I want to give warnings and communicate with you and everyone else here so I can save someone else the terrifying experience.

That's nice of you.

( Which, to Carrie, means this girl is lying. She's trying to trick her. Nobody is nice to Carrie. She's still trying to figure out what Peter gets out of it, now trying to lump Betty in is making her head hurt. How do they know each other? Why do they want to hurt her? She doesn't know them, she hasn't done anything to either of them.

Maybe this isn't a layover to Hell at all, maybe this is just what Carrie will see in a Hell that's catered directly to her suffering.

For the first time in a long time, Carrietta White really and truly does not know what to believe. )

How long have you been here?

We've all been brought here and even if we don't know the reason this place suck enough when you have to go at things alone, the least that we can do here is look out for one another considering we're all in the same boat.

[Betty doesn't know if this girl believes her or not. And really it doesn't matter. The teenager isn't going to let that change the way that she is naturally inclined to deal with her at the moment.

She's got to be herself, as much as she can here anyway, because she's not going to lose herself in this place if she can help it.]

Almost two months, I think. I might be a week or so shy, but...close.

You just help people you don't know because they're in the same place as you?

( Is that a thing people actually do? She's never experienced it; it's a genuine curiosity. )

That's kind of a long time... If it's just a house, can't you just go outside?

Yeah, I mean, we're all we kind of have here, so looking out for one another just makes sense and keeps everyone safe overall, even if having specific people to have your back also makes sense.

Nobody has been able to get outside yet - the doors that look like they're front doors lead to longer hallways and even busting down walls and out the few odd windows hasn't gotten anyone anywhere so far, unfortunately.

Even though you don't know any of us?

...that doesn't make any sense.

But I am probably going to get the chance to get to know at least some of you while I'm here.

Btter to have people, to be kind, than not. This place is already bad enough as it is and we don't have to add to that even if we're strangers right now.

Would it matter? If we're dead, I mean, why would it matter, getting to know people?

( that only invites them to hurt you, Betty. But then, looking like that, Carrie suspects Betty's never had anyone try to intentionally hurt her in her entire life. Carrie can't decide whether she's jealous or resentful of that suspicion. Maybe it's both. )

I wouldn't know. People weren't very nice back home, so.

Well, yeah, honestly. I mean, we're stuck here for the time being and if we're dead and have a potential eternity here it's going to get pretty bad being alone, you know?

We've only run into one person who was, apparently, terminated from all of this - picture on the wall notation and everything. And nobody knew him or had talked to him before we got that notification and I, personally, don't like or want that for anyone here again - nobody knowing something happened to them or that they're gone.

[Betty isn't surprised by the fact that the other girl says people weren't very nice - she wears it pretty obviously in her actions and outlook, honestly, but Betty isn't someone from back home for her.]

I'm sorry that people weren't nice to you back home, but you aren't home anymore. I can't speak for everyone here, but this place is horrible enough, I don't think we need to treat each other that way.

I'm not alone.

( That all sounds really nice, but Carrie doesn't know if she believes that anyone will or could actually care if it were her face on the wall. It'd be admirable if she weren't so cynical. Betty reminds her more of Sue Snell the more she talks. )

I guess so. Thanks for letting me know what you could.

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