The Afterlife Theatre - A Danganronpa Oneshot

The Afterlife Theatre

Bri: Hi, I'm the author! I just wanted to quickly say that I don't really know anything about the afterlife theatre so I just made stuff up... Also, Doomqwer  let me use this story idea. Anyway, on with the story.

"How is there always so much mess when I'm the only one here?!" I go down one of the many aisels in one of the many cinemas in this huge neverending building of movie theatres to pick up all the rubbish. There's so many tiny pieces of popcorn everywhere and a bunch of bottles, wrappers, and containers. I slowly sweep up all the mess, almost falling asleep from the boredom. You'd think I would be used to cleaning and doing nothing other then cleaning, but nope. It's still as boring as ever.

There's more then just movie theatres in this massive place. There's stores and restaurants and- it's basically a whole fucking town in this one building. This building that's probably full of a bunch of cool things any town would have, yet here I am, stuck picking up rubbish in a movie theatre all by myself. Yep, what a great afterlife I have.

"I should probably stop thinking about how I'm stuck in this dump and get on to cleaning the next room..." I drag my feet along the ground as I walk to the next cinema.

"I didn't expect it to end like that." I thought I heard someone with a high-pitched voice say.
"Great, now I'm hearing things again" I role my eyes at my own insanity.

"It wasn't supposed to end like that! It wasn't supposed to end at all!!" The voice continued, sounding deeper and more searious in the last sentence.

"Hey, can you shut up?" I hit my head but the voice doesn't stop.

"That stupid kid getting in my way. Now what am I supposed to do with my life? Life? I guess I can't call it that now that I'm dead..." The voice spoke in the high-pitched voice again.

"Jesus fucking crist what are you talking about you dumb brain?! I've been dead for years and I don't remember a kid, then again I don't remember anyone really..." I start trailing off into my own thoughts.

"Hey you, idiot talking to your brain." The voice says. "Who are you?" I don't answer. "Answer me when I'm talking to you." The voice goes deep again.

I look around the room, thinking it's possible that there's actually someone else here. Oh and look, there is someone else here. Wait... There's someone else here? There's never been anyone else here except for me.. huh... Interesting.

"Hello?" The girl who the voice was coming from stands up.

That's pretty emabrrassing now that I think of it... I thought it was another voice in my head talking to me but turns out it was this girl all along and now she thinks I'm crazy... Why do I feel embarrassed? There must be something wrong with my brain. I barely used to get embarrassed while I was still alive. I guess being here all alone for so long has messed with my brain. I don't even know how long I've been here for to be honest... It feels like forever...

"ARE YOU DEAF?!?!" The girl is right infront of me now. I must have been so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't see her walk up to me.

"Wow kid, no need to shout" I rub my ears, as if it would ease the pain from someone shouting so loud.

"So you're not deaf then?" She crosses her arms.
"Nope." I reply simply.
"Then, like, why didn't you answer me before?" I just shrug at her question.

"You don't have a reason? You just felt like ignoring me?" I shrug again. I think I forgot how to talk to people..
"You're not gonna say anything? You're gonna like, stand there all day doing nothing?"

"Look, kid, I gotta get back to work. They're gonna kill me if I don't. Well not kill me, I'm already dead, but ya know what I mean." I walk away from her and start sweeping.