Chris huffs out a little laugh at the comment about technology. A lot of the newcomers say that. Hell, Chris has had that thought themself.
"There are some that have left, but... that way means returning to the death they've been avoiding. For most of them." Chris gives a little shrug. "This island is full of ghosts who can't move on. They got stuck with the rest of us when the barrier came down. I--"
Bare twigs rattle against each other, as something moves out there in the darkness. Chris stops, and peers out into the gloom surrounding them, one hand slipping into the bag at their hip.
"I think we can move a little faster and still be safe," Chris says after a moment, glancing back at her to meet her eyes. Their expression should show they are clearly unsettled by the sound and not being able to determine its source.
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"There are some that have left, but... that way means returning to the death they've been avoiding. For most of them." Chris gives a little shrug. "This island is full of ghosts who can't move on. They got stuck with the rest of us when the barrier came down. I--"
Bare twigs rattle against each other, as something moves out there in the darkness. Chris stops, and peers out into the gloom surrounding them, one hand slipping into the bag at their hip.
"I think we can move a little faster and still be safe," Chris says after a moment, glancing back at her to meet her eyes. Their expression should show they are clearly unsettled by the sound and not being able to determine its source.