Beverly, having been the first to fall, was the first to cross over. To begin with was confused, furrowing her brow as she tried to comprehend what was happening. She saw Lollie and moved over to her, “Uh, excuse me?” she said tapping Lollie on the shoulder, “What’s going on?”
Lollie turned to face her, bracing herself for what was about to happen, “What’s going on is you’re dead,” she smiled.
The taller girl stared for a second, “Oh” she paused, “am I dreaming?” Lollie shook her head.
Lollie turned her back to the girl, “I watched you pass over,” she said, mysteriously. “Sorry.”
Beverly moved next to Lollie, “So.. wait...” she said, “Is this heaven?” she looks around, taking everything in, “It looks just like it did before,”
Lollie rolled her eyes, “No. This isn’t heaven. This is no-mans land. This is exile.” She sighed, “This is where you have to move on from.” The girl cocked her head at Lollie, looking clearly confused.
From behind them, another voice came, it was a calm voice, with a gentle irish accent, “How do we move on?” Lollie and Beverly turned to face the new girl, who was staring pointedly at Lollie.
“Well..” Lollie spoke, “That’s... well you have to find that out,” she mumbled. A few metres away, a loud scream came, causing all three girls to jump. Lollie set off determinedly in the direction of the scream and found the third girl. She was curled in a ball on the floor, sobbing loudly. “Get up,” Lollie said, a little more harshly than she had intended. The girl looked up at Lollie and snivelled, pulling herself off the ground. Lollie put her arm around the girl, patting her shoulder comfortingly.
The other two girls made their way over to Lollie. “So... Uhh...” Beverly, the tallest of the three girls, mumbled, “I’m Beverly,” she smiled, outstretching her hand to Lollie. She was tall and thin, with deep brown hair that had been cut short.
Lollie looked down at her hand and raised an eyebrow, “Lollie,” she said, keeping her free hand by her side.
“Christina,” the second girl said, her voice remaining gentle and calm. She was shorter than the other girls and she seemed rather child-like in her manner. She had blonde hair and stunning green eyes that shone like emeralds.
“S-Susanna,” the last girl nervously uttered, looking at the ground. “W-What’s happening..?”