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[agoodboy]

Who: a hobo. and anyone else.
Where: anywhere
When: Day 11, whenever you want to on day 11 I guess. or evening?
What: mingle

[a teenage hobo, very polite and proper, might approach you. yes, you. or maybe you're somewhere else, busy with your business] Excuse me? I'd like to ask for directions. If you're not too busy.

I don't have any money, but I can try to do something for you, in return.

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[truthandcakes]

Ah, not exactly. The Judges can move us from our planes to theirs, but we can't do it on our own unless we were already able to--and even if we could before coming there, they're blocking it, no one can walk away.

[agoodboy]

Mhmm... how are they blocking the way out, exactly? Cut phone cables? High walls?

[truthandcakes]

...Do you understand what "planes" are? Different worlds, different realms of existence?

[agoodboy]

You're not going to say that aliens kidnapped us, are you?

[truthandcakes]

Aliens? Ah... I guess it's something like that, maybe. Whoever took us, they're powerful beings from another world. Even you and I are probably from different planes, and many other people here, too.

[agoodboy]

[alright, so you're crazy]

I see.

[truthandcakes]

*you'll see! o9"*

So there's no need for walls to keep us in even though the cave does the trick and no phones we could use to call out, we're completely cut off here until they decide to send us back.