To The Chasm
"...Phew," Blimpo caught up, wiping the sweat from his forehead before looking up, "Ah, a settlement."
"A settlement? For people?" He asked for clarification.
"Yup! It's honestly rare for a lot of people to meet up in the After–despite it holding, well, everything that's ever died, the After is just way too freakin' huge. I heard you can sometimes go decades marching in one direction without finding another soul," Blimpo informed him.
"Thanks for the trivia," he sarcastically said, though thankful for the information.
There was an atmosphere to the area that didn't settle nicely with him; the people that occupied the settlement of humongous trees all moved around as if dragging their feet, unresponsive to one another and hardly reacting to the existence of the young man.
"Hey–"
He tried talking to a few of the occupants of the afterlife realm, though was completely ignored as the vacant-eyed people simply shuffled by.
Blimpo stood beside him, "That's the After for you."