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Never Remember, Never Forget [Analogimus] (Ghosts AU)

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STORYTIME!

Virgil woke up cold, hugging the hoodie around his shoulders and looking around. Where was he? Where did he go? Is this the town's cemetery? Virgi, stood up and noticed he had woken up not from a bed, but from a grave with a tombstone he had never seen before. Fear filled his entire being when he saw his name engraved in the tombstone. Did he die? How did he die?! He saw two people sitting on their tombstones too. So he wasn't alone? Virgil walked towards them, desperate for answers but very awkward about the social interaction. They both turned around to see him.

"Oh? Lookie here Logybear! Looks like we got another ghost friend! I wonder how he died. But if he knows then he shall pass on from this world and we'll be all alone again! Isn't that such a bore?"

He had a mustache and blood all over his clothing and a blue afterglow radiating off of him. Those must be the clothes he died in. Wait, does that mean Virgil died wearing his normal outfit? Maybe he died during the day. At least he had his favorite hoodie. That's all that was important. This man Had crazy eyes and a voice that sounded nearly demented. It gave Virigl those classic bipolar killers and psychopaths that they put in movies. If Virgil had a spine a shiver would run down it.

"A new arrival? He must be recently deceased. With a blue afterglow too, proving that he was male in his life. He also has quite the 'emo' sense of style. I wonder what kind of life he lived. What kind of stories do you have to tell: spirit who is yet to be named?"

Virgil turned his head to the other person. They had a yellow afterglow unlike the one on the other man and apparently on himself. They had small rectangular framed glasses on the bridge of their nose and a navy blue necktie on. They were very clean-cut with slicked back hair and not a single wound on their body, kind of like Virgil. Virgil felt like he should probably say his name about now. That would be the non-useless thing to do.

"Uh, my name's Virgil? I have no idea what happened or why I'm here, but can y'all tell me what's going on and what your names are?"

The two spirits looked between eachother, the bloody one grinning and the smart looking one rolling their eyes. They both turned to Virgil and took turns introducing themselves and giving a small bit of exposition to what the actual hell is going on.

"I'm Remus! And welcome to an everylasting purgatory for those who never remember! Just don't get too wttacthed to anything or try to go back to the life you used to have or it's  one way ticket gay down to hell! You can't go straight down around us because we aren't straight! Right Lobo? Logybear's my enbyfriend ha ha! But Yeah, keep your dick out of tight holes around here and you'll be fine."

"Remus, don't be crude. As was already said, I am Logan and I am the datemate of Remus in this plane of existence post-death. Once you remeber the way you have passed on, you shall never forget. Then and only then will a light engulf you and bring you to heaven or a pitfall would send you down to the depths of hell. This state of purgatory is where your soul is tested before your fate is sealed. Never forget that, Virgil."

Virgil nodded, knowing better than to not trust those who seemed so experienced to wherever Virgil woke up to. He tried mimicking them, sitting on a random grave next to Logan, but he fell through and damn near fell through the ground too. Logan reached out their hand and pulled Virgil up by the wrist, sighing. 

"Do be more careful. You can only interact with what you have interacted with during your life or for as long as your soul was in the living realm. Don't make that mistake again."

Virgil understood, walking back to his own grave and sitting down on it. He looked at his feet, translucent and blue in hue. He pursed his lips, wishing his afterglow was more of a purplish color. Or black. Virgil liked purple and black. He looked up and saw both Remus and Logan staring at him. He felt very awkward and hugged himself, cringing slightly. Was something wrong? Remus cackled like a witch from Hocus Pocus upon seeing his very awkward reaction.