Eighth Inquiry [voice] BACKDATED TO 3AM

[nottheanswers]

You now, there are some questions that you'll be unlikely to ever get an answer to you can share. Not entirely impossible, as this place has proven, but the usefulness of the information, how it may apply to anyone else, is always suspect.

I've got one in particular in mind, but the answers will probably be different between here and home, and there's good odds they'll vary from person-to-person.

But I'm using a lot of words to make a very simple inquiry. [sorry everyone, he probably hasn't slept in a few days] What do you think happens when you die? Or, at the very least, between when you die here and when she decides to bring you back?

I have my own thoughts, of course, but my answers aren't important right now. Just the question.

Comments

[Voice : Private]

[shiromadoushi]

Not quite to that sort of level.

[Voice : Private]

[nottheanswers]

That bad, huh?

[Voice : Private]

[shiromadoushi]

From what I heard, half the city got destroyed by a disaster not too far in my future.

[Voice : Private]

[nottheanswers]

That would make the difference, I would think.

[Voice : Private]

[shiromadoushi]

Un.

I really hope I don't have to go back there...

[Voice : Private]

[nottheanswers]

How long would you have before the disaster?

[Voice : Private]

[shiromadoushi]

I'm not sure. Maybe 10 years? I'd have to ask everybody...

[Voice : Private]

[nottheanswers]

Well, sounds like you'd have a fair amount of time, at least.

[Voice : Private]

[shiromadoushi]

But there's nothing I could do about it.

And everyone would still be here...

[Voice : Private]

[nottheanswers]

It isn't easy to know your future's locked in when you return, but at least you'd have time.

[Voice : Private]

[shiromadoushi]

I guess...

But what I'd be doing back home would be working for the museum. If it's going to just be destroyed...

[Voice : Private]

[nottheanswers]

Everything ends eventually. You just make the most out of the time you have.

[Maybe a little bitterly:] I mean, if I had ten years? There's no telling what you can do with that kind of time.

[Voice : Private]

[shiromadoushi]

[[and amazingly enough, he picks up on that bitter.]]

You don't think that you do...?

[Voice : Private]

[nottheanswers]

There's no think to it. When I go back, I'll have three months, tops.

[Voice : Private]

[shiromadoushi]

[[a slight stunned quiet]]

That's a horrible thing to know...

[[and now he's thinking of one of his friends in a similar situation. But with a much smaller time frame...]]

[Voice : Private]

[nottheanswers]

It's something I'd already known for a while, but showing up here has been an...odd interruption of the whole process.

[Voice : Private]

[shiromadoushi]

Not a bad one, I hope. And who knows, you might get to stay here long enough that it won't matter.

[Voice : Private]

[nottheanswers]

Never can tell.