Red Meadow.

[johalt]

OOC: d'ya mind if assume you guys walk slow? XD
Btw rofl position.

IC: A voice then rose from the darkness, like the voice of an angel. Please be okay papa.

Huh? Jewl? Suddenly a flash of light appeared -- faint, but in the absolute void that's all it took. John knew what it was: it was his way out. He had to get to it!

Slowly he pulled his formless being closer to the light, closer to salvation, until it enveloped him, coating his existence in fiery warmth.

The first thing he noticed was his near literal splitting headache. The second he noticed was that he was absolutely famished. The third thing was that there were three people standing around him -- two of them he recognized as students from his math class which everyone seemed to have skipped that morning, the third being Jewl... How could he have forgotten her!? And yet... He still couldn't remember why he that fact was so shocking. She had called him papa... Is it possible he could have had children? Or even just one child? Why couldn't he remember!?

But he did remember two things: her name, and the fact that she was more closer to him than anyone could ever fathom; he would have to figure out what that meant later.

It was then that he heard one of the students -- Stephen, john thought he was called; a very aspiring young chef, if he recalled -- going on about not being human. John hadn't actually opened his eyes yet: he had more 'sensed' the others in the room than anything else. He felt extremely groggy. This must be what a "hangover" feels like ... He decided to finish waking up. "Ya know, people Hate it when you talk about them like they're not there..."