Today, Beacon Hills High School prepares to welcome three new students! The halls buzz with rumors and gossip. Who will break the ice first? Only time (and your humble Narrator) can tell.
They have no private information, but they will act based on my model of how their flesh versions have acted, as seen from everywhere in the town.
"Okay... I also wanted to ask more about resurrection."
"What are the steps and requirements that you know of? What are the limitations?"
I do not know how the resurrections were successfully performed. I only know of my involvement.
The bodies were placed on me by a hellhound, under the guidance of the scientist-creatures, whose invented substance was injected into the bodies.
"Well, no one said that violating the laws of nature would be easy."
The Dread Doctors-
-he sees them, three men in masks, walking through the hallway.
They don't quite walk. They move instantly from spot to spot, like there are frames missing in reality as he watches them-
That is what the scientist-creatures called themselves.
"Cool, this went from dark comedy to horror pretty fast."
"...What the hell are those things?"
Scientist-creatures. This is merely a simulation.
"Okay, just to be sure, they are not romantic prospects, right? Disguised or otherwise?"
The Dread Doctors have not been simulated beyond what I showed you. That would be dangerous for the other simulated people!
"Are people here capable of getting permanently hurt?"
No. This is a simulation.