the graveyard

You wake up in your bed. At first, it might not seem as though anything has changed...until you try to leave the room. You'll quickly discover that while you can phase through the interior walls of the building, you can't open doors, pick up objects, or alter the environment in any way. Worse, the only people who can see and hear you are your fellow ghosts; to everyone else, you may as well be so much empty air.
That said, there are still a few other things you can do besides just observing those who are still alive. You now have the ability to conjure any food, drink, or reasonably small object out of midair, although anything you conjure will go unnoticed by the living inhabitants. More interestingly, there is now an intricate iron door embedded in the wall of the main room that you're sure hadn't been there yesterday. If you open it, you'll find that at long last you've exited the building...and the world outside looks quite familiar.
In fact, it's your world. Though...it might not be exactly how you remember it when you left.
You won't be able to get far in the area before you feel some kind of barrier preventing you from taking another step, but it's enough for you to know that something has Gone Terribly Wrong. Perhaps it's the bombed-out shell of your building, or the monsters screeching nearby, or the corpses of your army scattered on the ground; whatever the situation is, it's clear that you would have been in grave danger had you still been back home. Luckily, your ghostly status is still in effect even here; while there may be danger still lurking about, none of it will be able to affect you.
The building behind you has taken on a translucent, almost insubstantial appearance; only the iron doors remain as solid as ever. You can simply open them again to return to the cat's domain.
(OOC: Here's how this will work! Whenever someone new arrives to the graveyard, the world outside will change to their canon's world. We'll leave the exact location and situation up to you to describe; the only thing that matters is that it should be clear your character would have been in enormous danger had they been around. Everyone in the graveyard will be able to explore the area, which will at maximum be around the size of a large ballroom; you'll be able to see things outside the area, but you won't be able to take another step forward. You can interact with the setting, but you won't be able to affect anything living, and anything that might pose a danger such as bullets will pass right through you.)
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She doesn't realize it until it's clear that no one is responding to her, which is... wow, she doesn't think she's ever wanted people to speak to her so much before. Then there's the door, and beyond it... the same thing she and Ty Lee had seen at the window. It's even more uncomfortable than it was in window form, so yeah slamming that shut.
It's all a lot for a girl to take in, and when anyone finds her wandering, she's at maximum
conceal, don't feeldeadpan. This is what she's always done, why should she stop now...? Not that anything matters now, OH WELL. ]... Death is even more boring than life. [ HEAVY SIGHS
She'll also be following Ty Lee around during the case, unsurprisingly. ]
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If you need anything, you can summon small objects here. Food and drinks and a few other things.
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Really? Interesting... Though do we need food or drink if we're dead?
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My condolences, Frau Mai.
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Ah... mine as well, Austria. [ Since she helped... kill you... ]
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[Youmu on the other hand can be trailing Yuyuko around for the most part, at least until someone else grabs her attention. She gives an apologetic smile]
I'm sorry we had to meet again like this.
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[ Trailing the living, they are literally stereotypical ghosts now aren't they. ]
As am I. It's... unfortunate. [ Wondering if she should apologize for the whole voting the wrong person thing that killed Youmu uh. ]
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[But thinking about the blossoms leaves her with an odd mix of nostalgia and anxiety]
I'm afraid there's not much to do here than to wait for an outcome to the case. If we get rid of the last shadow something might happen, but I don't know what.
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[ The same building they've been in for a couple of weeks now. And now unable to touch anything. ]
I suppose it's a bit much to hope we'll suddenly return to life and be able to go home to find everything isn't... like the door shows.
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There must be something we can do. We can't spend the rest of our existence like this.