[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=DBA1DE]Casper Theriot[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://64.media.tumblr.com/66a15bc65be8b8e9dafc385c9558e10e/tumblr_pn5wq1IMHi1y77obyo1_540.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr]	"The usual, sweetheart?" 

	Casper almost jumped out of his skin. He didn't recognize where he was, although it felt vaguely familiar. Well, he [i]did[/i] recognize where he was - he was in what looked like a retro diner. The walls were pink and white tiles, the light fixtures flickering on and off as the bulbs struggled to illuminate the space. Specials were written by hand on a chalkboard in a crisp cursive, although as Casper glanced around, he didn't seem to see anyone eating anything. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"Um, I... I don't suppose you've seen a vampire/witch with great fashion taste trying to take over the world or something around here, have you?"[/color] Casper asked. His eyes were watering and felt raw, as if he had been crying for hours. But that was nothing compared to the pounding ache in his head - not quite a headache - it was like someone had tried to bash his skull in. [color=DBA1DE]"Did you happen to see how I got here? I think... I think I must have lost some time or something,"[/color] Casper admittedly. Normally, he spoke quick and rapidly, without any pauses or hesitation - but instead, Casper felt frazzled, nervous, afraid, and vulnerable. He didn't understand what was going on. He didn't understand where James was - what had happened to everyone. 

	"You might want to be a bit more specific," the waitress said with a laugh. She was dressed in a white blouse and pink poodle skirt, over which she had a neat white apron. The embroidery on the apron gave her name - [i]Persephone[/i]. "About half of my customers match that description."

	Casper then took another moment to look at his surroundings - to [i]properly[/i] examine them all. His eyes widened as his heart began pounding furiously in his chest. There was a woman who looked almost like TwoFace from Batman movies, as half of her flesh was young and youthful, the other half completely decayed. Chatting with her was a blue skinned man who reminded him of a Pharaoh, and  a younger boy with the head of a jackal. Across the way was a witchy looking woman and a small army of crows. 

	[color=DBA1DE]"Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god.... [i]Oh gods[/i],"[/color] Casper stammered. [color=DBA1DE]"What the hell? Am I in hell? I know people think I'm dumb, but I [i]LOVE[/i] watching Jeopardy when I'm high, and I'm pretty sure that's Anubis over there chatting up Hel??? What the hell? Am I... Am I dead?"[/color] Casper did a double take, reading the waitress' name again. [i]Persephone[/i]. [color=DBA1DE]"I'm dead, aren't I? Selene killed me, and I'm dead, and my eternal punishment is to be in a... a diner? Do you not have waffles? Where's James? And Jackie? And Danny and Mum? Are they all okay? Are they here?"[/color]

	Persephone looked at him with sympathy. She set down her little notepad on the table and sat down across from Casper, reaching a hand across to him. "Take some deep breaths. In and out," she prompted. Persephone held his gaze, and didn't speak again until she had determined that he was starting to calm down. "Your friends are still alive," she answered, "but you, sweetheart... Don't you remember what happened?"

	Casper's eyebrows furrowed, as he tried to think back. A shudder went over him as bits and pieces came back to him. Selene had done an homage to Hocus Pocus and enchanted James, and Casper had gone after him. And then... everything was dark. [color=DBA1DE]"I really have no idea what happened,"[/color] Casper said. [color=DBA1DE]"Like, I remember trying true love's kiss and all - which apparently is just Disney propaganda, fun fact, the Mouse is a LIAR! But no, nothing else. It all goes black. So I... I... I [i]died[/i] then?"[/color] his voice cracked slightly on that word. 

	He felt ashamed and guilty. He knew that people thought he was a liability, and Casper didn't spend much time thinking on it. But now, he was here and his friends were back there, getting killed by an icon in a corset. 

	Persephone nodded. "I'm sorry, I really am - you wouldn't be here if you hadn't."

	[color=DBA1DE]"And where is here again? Like is this the Greek afterlife? Were the Greeks right? I had always kinda thought that Thor being real and all meant that the Vikings were right - unless is this... oh god I'm blanking on the name, it starts with a V, it reminds me of Marshmallows, but not quite... Don't tell me I'm going to remember it,"[/color] Casper rambled. 

	There was a certain sadness in her eyes, as Persephone took her hand back. "How about I get you something to eat? We have cranberry pomegranate waffles - on the house," she offered.