Ellie doesn't spend much time in the woods because they're fucking pointless, just like most of the places in town. There's nothing to learn there, not really. But someone told her that they'd woken up out there, and not on the beach like the others. So she checks sometimes, just to see, though there still hasn't been much to find.
She finds Joel at the edge of the woods and the world goes sideways. It feels like all the air leaves her lungs, sucked out into the cold. The last time she saw Joel...
God, that's too much. She does everything she can not to think about that day and with him in front of her she can't think of anything else.
He walks a little weird and she stares at his knee. There's no ragged hole, no gaping wound. His face is...just his face.
She covers her mouth with her hand to keep from screaming. This can't be real. He can't be here. This town is a piece of work, and apparently people don't stay dead here, but Joel didn't die here. He'd been dead for...she's not sure. A few months. And she's been here, what, two weeks? Something like that?
She realises she's just standing there staring at him, hand over her mouth like a crazy person. She forces her hand back down, but it takes her another few seconds to manage to speak.
"...Joel?" she calls out, knowing better. He can't really be there. It's like the voices in the fog or the other weird shit. This is probably another dream somehow, and when he turns to see her he'll disappear. Right?
into the endless
She finds Joel at the edge of the woods and the world goes sideways. It feels like all the air leaves her lungs, sucked out into the cold. The last time she saw Joel...
God, that's too much. She does everything she can not to think about that day and with him in front of her she can't think of anything else.
He walks a little weird and she stares at his knee. There's no ragged hole, no gaping wound. His face is...just his face.
She covers her mouth with her hand to keep from screaming. This can't be real. He can't be here. This town is a piece of work, and apparently people don't stay dead here, but Joel didn't die here. He'd been dead for...she's not sure. A few months. And she's been here, what, two weeks? Something like that?
She realises she's just standing there staring at him, hand over her mouth like a crazy person. She forces her hand back down, but it takes her another few seconds to manage to speak.
"...Joel?" she calls out, knowing better. He can't really be there. It's like the voices in the fog or the other weird shit. This is probably another dream somehow, and when he turns to see her he'll disappear. Right?