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Keeping his arms crossed, yII took a moment to think about why they hadn't moved on. It wasn't too hard to come up with some possibilities for that.

"I don't know about you guys but I have some regrets. The one or two days I was alive while down there wasn't exactly a fulfilling life either for that matter. I don't know who I am or what goals I might have had aside from staying alive. I'd say that's enough to keep me behind..." he said, "Unfinished business and all that jazz."

"I hope we aren't stuck here forever though..." he said before looking at eVIII. He had heard of the whole being brought back to life, but he hadn't exactly witnessed it happen so he wasn't sure what to make of that in particular. If there was something else planned for them, he had to really wonder what that was all about.

"I guess that's possible too. I'm just having a hard time coming up with what that plan might be..."

Hearing a familiar voice suddenly in the area, yII looked around, seeing yVII standing nearby. Blinking for a moment, he stared at him, realizing this meant that his comrade had died. He had to wonder if this meant that the others they had left behind were in danger now... So it was both relieving and concerning to see the guy here. yVII was a good guy to have around and now there was a little extra company here. Unfortunately they were dead and there was no telling how long they would be stuck in this place.

"Gamma Seven!" he called out while standing up, "What happened? I mean... well.. aside from dying."

E-12 was lost in her thoughts, the others’ words barely registering as a buzzing noise to her ears. If she’d paid attention she would have recognised their thoughts as mirroring her own, but instead she stared at her fingers, imagining curved claws in their place. The images were nagging at her mind. It wasn’t real. It couldn’t have been real. But then, nothing in this place fit into E-12’s definitions of reality.

I mean, come on. A talking horse?

The newcomer’s arrival snapped E-12 back to the present. So, people were still dying out there. She picked up on the newbie’s words and snorted.

“That’s why I said straight away that I’m no leader. But look where that’s gotten me.” She stood up and walked slowly towards Gamma Seven. “So,” she said conversationally. “How did you die?”

“Here for a long, long time” B-7 had said.

God, I hope not. E-12 turned from the newcomer and started pacing the room. Sure, it was a nice purgatory lounge, but E-12 didn’t want to spend eternity here, and she certainly didn’t want to spend eternity with these people.

yII was about to say something but tilted his head instead when yVII noted that he wasn't freaking out. It was an interesting observation for sure. Shaking off that feeling, he found himself grinning at his fellow Gamma, though that quickly turned to a frown as he listened to how he died.

He noted the words 'something' rather than 'someone', but it looked like one of them? It was a curious thought. It was also worrisome since there was still the rest of the group at the lighthouse. Trying not to think about that too hard, he nodded to yVII's question. Behind the mask, a slight crack of a grin reappeared at the thought that they had tried to wait for bVII and him.

"Yeah... I .. kinda got eaten alive by piranahs," he said while shifting his weight uncomfortably. It hurt like hell to be killed that way and he was doing what he could to not imagine that exact scene again. The constant biting and feel of his flesh being torn away. Tensing as the image hit him anyway, he shook his head vigorously.

"S-so now we're stuck here for who knows how long. Uh.. good to have you here though. Just.. try to relax I guess. There's not a whole lot else we can do," he said before pausing, "Do you know if everyone else is alright?"

While the others discussed their situation and past histories, ε IX had lapsed into a nervous silence. She had been listening, yes, but it was as if she was at the bottom of a well and the others were somewhere far away. Not only had she been shaken by the recent events, but she was bothered by the fact that she was shaken. She thought of herself as this cool and collected near-automaton and now here she was, dead, apparently, with conflicting emotions and what appeared to have been a near death experience while dead on her hands. Just what was she supposed to think of that?

Her increasingly inward thoughts were interrupted by the appearance of yVII. She made no move to greet the newcomer, but watched and listened, half glad and half annoyed by the distraction. She had the disturbing feeling that they were like lab rats... Drop one on the maze, see how it does, pick it up by the tail and toss it back into the waiting bin when it dead-ended. Heh, dead-ended, she thought to herself, a whisper of a smile on her face behind that gas mask. She mulled that analogy over, growing more and more disturbed by the thought, but unable to shake the feeling that she might be right. Or paranoid.

A different kind of interruption caught her off guard a short while later as Death(!?) made its way though the room. How had that person gotten in here without anyone noticing? They'd all seen yVII appear, right? It had to be a dead person, they'd been drinking poisons she had looked at just earlier. After the mysterious figure was gone, she mulled over what he had said.

ε IV's questions were an echo of her own thoughts. She shook her head, "I have no idea. Perhaps there is normally something different from this place when you die. Maybe they weren't done with us... yet." The image of the rats in a maze popped back into her head, unbidden. "What do you think it meant about the door? Not secure? Do you suppose they are keeping us in? ...or something else out?" She was curious, but not nearly enough to actually go test the thing herself yet. Surely there were things worse than death, even for someone with no past and a shaky future.

((The E is for Epsilon))

E-12 paused in her pacing. Something that looked like us? She glanced down at her fingers and clenched them into fists. “What weapon did it use?” she added to Gamma Seven’s questions. Even if it wasn’t what she feared it was, knowing the weapon should help to identify the culprit. Were the sick game masters stacking the deck now? Making one of them more powerful than all of the rest?

Her line of thought was interrupted by the arrival of the strange figure. They, thanks, they’d noticed they were dead. They were in a net? So neither heaven nor hell. Or purgatory, really. Interesting, but what could it mean?

The figure’s change in attitude startled E-12. She was surprised when he stormed over to a door. Was that always there? And then he kicked it open! E-12 was going to scream if it was literally that easy to escape. Why hadn’t any of them noticed the door before?

“So...Do you think he means it literally? Don’t move a muscle?” E-12 wanted desperately to go examine the door, but she wasn’t quite ready to take any more rash actions here. Look where the “task” had gotten all of them.

The banging of the door made up her mind for her. If she was going to be stuck in a purgatory net for the rest of her life? death? one week? it wasn't about to be with that racket. E-12 was going to try it. She strode purposefully towards the door and delivered it a kicked. It didn’t seem to make much of a difference.

“Help me out guys?”