Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Ephialtes 1

"Wake up."

"Wake up."

"Wake...oh, good there you are."

"What? Where am I? Who are you? Why can't I open my eyes?"

"It's complicated. Your eyes are shut because you do not have physical control."

"What? Physical control?"

"Yes. Of your body."


"What was the last thing you remember?"

"Those two men. A loud noise, a bright, red-hot flash. Pain. That's it."

"Yes. You died."

"I died?"


"So then, who are you?"

"I'm ... well, I suppose I'm your Psychopomp, in a way. But you're not dead anymore. So I suppose that makes it more complicated. Call me Ephialtes."


"It'll become clear later."

"Alright. Why can't I feel anything?"

"Your body is dead. I'm here to save you though. You're with me."

"But if my body is dead, how am I here, talking to you?"

"Because I've always been with you. I just haven't been awake until now."


"For as long as you or I can remember, actually, yes."

"So, where am I?"

"You're in a coffin, roughly two meters in the ground. But don't worry, because we're talking, someone's coming for us. In the meantime, we have much to discuss."


Hermes 72 - Heavy Gear RPG - Most artwork Copyright 2002 Dream Pod 9, Inc.