Your Setting
The person behind the counter - a being decidedly not human, she was sure, but something more, something to guide lost souls like her - gave her that same kind smile they had greeted her with.
There was an obelisk in the centre of town. It was omnious and large and grey, and it loomed over the smaller buildings that dotted the rest of town. It was an absolute eyesore.
The Waypoint is a place away from all else, a slice of an outside where one is brought from countless different circumstances to face the possibilities before them. Sometimes - most times - they have a choice in which fork in the road they may take.
