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Now onto the story!
Alice floated around, her eyes displaying obvious boredom. Her once bright body was dull and lifeless. Well, she was lifeless. She was a ghost. Dragged from her life by the King of Death himself. Well, that was his job. And he brought everyone to the Deathland.
The Deathland was the place everyone went after they died. There were hundreds- no, thousands of dead people in The Deathland. No one special. Everyone's just waiting to see if they make it into the Kingdom of Death. It's supposedly a party there all day every day, at least, that's what the rumor is. No one knows if this rumor is true- or who started it at that.
Alice's eyes drifted over the massive crowd of people. No one interesting- as per usual. But then her eyes caught on this guy, and oh boy. He was tall, muscular, and handsome. Just handsome. Alice's jaw dropped but she quickly shut her mouth, glancing away after catching his eyes. His eyes were soft green, like sunlight bouncing off of fresh grass. She blushed as much as a ghost could before summoning up the courage to go talk to him. But he was gone.
Her heart was beating so hard for him yet he was gone.
He was gone.