It's a Scary World

Twilight was slowly sweeping over the hilly knolls, the spaces between each rounded hump of earth already dark with shadows though the crowns were touched with fire from the setting sun. A normal enough evening for the area, despite the mists that already had begun to gather in the low-lying shadows.

The sun sank lower and lower upon the horizon, and then... was gone.

The instant the last sliver of sun disappeared, a brilliant flash of green light illuminated the sky with an intensity that startled a small group of bison into fleeing. Something in the air had changed. It was like the taste and feel that preceded a lightning strike, yet somehow different. Something... something had changed.

How strange! How spooky! It seems some sort of rift has opened between our world and the afterlife, allowing the living and the dead to mingle for the space of a single thread. A few guidelines to keep in mind: the dead are ephemeral, meaning that they are not solid and so cannot touch the living, nor can they kill them or obviously be killed by them. Unlike Somnium, characters posted together here do not need to have known each other previously or be blood related. We ask that no more than the first four (two living and two dead) characters be posted here. Don't worry if you miss this one! With one rift opened, the fabric of reality may be thin enough for more to open as well...