“This place is between the living world and the afterlife,” said Yuffie.
“I’m not sure I follow,” sighed Reala.
“Across these lands are pathways, and they all lead to the road this bar sits beside,” said Yuffie. “When creatures die they follow the road to whatever lies beyond.”
“Am I dead?” asked Reala.
“Not quite,” sighed Fuen. “When somebody dies their hopes, dreams and opinions sometimes live on for a while. That’s what we are.”
“So I could be an opinion?” asked Reala.
“Doubtful,” replied Jessie. “Ninety-nine percent of opinions go and live in the Desert of Unwanted Thoughts.”