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Alpha Peter (pbandparker) wrote in snapthread,

Peter B | Open
Sleep had been the obvious choice after he'd arrived, and spent more time than he'd been willing to admit hoping that on the other side of some door he opened he'd find not just some other empty house waiting for it's own squatter but a path back to the world he was meant to have walked into after he'd stepped into the rift between dimensions. It was too depressing to do much more than that though and when the idea of sleeping rather than facing this new reality he'd found himself in presented itself to him Peter couldn't help but take it.

Of course waking up and finding that things hadn't been magically put right by a few hours of restless sleep was a kind of betrayal that Peter should have seen coming and yet it still sat heavy in the pit of his stomach. He'd explored a little bit, maybe he'd run into Barton somewhere around here, unless that was some sort of fever dream too, if not well he'd have a better idea of what they were facing down here.

Eventually he wandered his way toward the center of town - was this a town? It was something. Finding something of a gathering taking place. Everyone always felt better knowing they weren't the only one dealing with some shit - that they'd started coming out of hiding wasn't all that surprising. And well there was the potential of food here, so you know maybe he'd die another day.