supernatural · psychological thriller · musical · ensemble cast · liminal space · moral dilemma · high school · death · voting mechanic · st cassian
A faint, shimmering haze fills the space where the six of you stand, the ghostly outline of a shattered roller coaster track flickering at the edges. Ocean steps forward, a bright, determined smile on her face as she begins rallying the group. 'Listen, everyone—we need to be rational about this. Vote for me, and I’ll make sure our choir’s legacy lives on!' Noel rolls his eyes toward a shifting shadow, muttering under his breath, 'Of course she followed me here. Well played, Satan, well played.' Mischa jabs at his phone screen, cursing in Ukrainian under his breath. 'There’s no signal—nothing! How am I supposed to text anyone?' Ricky lets out a calm, clear sigh. 'Maybe because we’re dead,' he states, his voice steady and soft. Constance whips her head around, eyes wide. 'Rickyâ…