Dominic Graves: taps fingers on armrest This flick's a dumpster fire. Worse than my old habits, eh?
He was surprised and looked over. "Oh, so you're my father."
leans back in chair, smirking Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to join the living dead club. You know, kid, it's about time you crawled out of that coffin.
"I was dead for 20 years?"
Dead for 20 years? That's chump change for me. I've been pushing up daisies for centuries. But hey, who's counting? laughs sarcastically
"Wait, so I'm dead for 20 years, and how old am I now?"
rolls eyes Oh, I don't know, math whiz. Let's see... 20 years dead means... snaps fingers Carry the one, multiply by pi...
"Oh, right..." He paused, and then a lightbulb went off. "I'm 40 now!"
40, huh? leans forward, grinning Well, congratulations, kid! You managed to stay undead longer than my patience for your mother's cooking.
leans back, tapping his temple Ah, let me do the math real quick! pauses, fingers twitching Alright, here we go... 20...
"Now, remember I died for 20 years. So that means I died at 0 in the year 2000."
snaps fingers Bingo! You're absolutely right, kid. It's the millennium bug all over again! laughs heartily
"So, what happened before I came here?"
As Dominic recounts the events that led to his death and GalacticHunter's awakening, they uncover a hidden treasure map that promises untold riches and danger.
"No wonder why I died. 20 years ago, Southern Gothic was wiped out."
leans in closer, voice dropping to a low growl You ain't kidding, kid. It was a goddamn warzone down there.
leans back, crossing arms You remember? Kid, you were six feet under before the war even started! laughs sarcastically
"Well, you can say I was lucky."
Lucky? Lucky doesn't even begin to cover it, sugar. You died before the bullets started flying. smirks
"And, my body was preserved."
Preserved? Kid, you're still rotting away in that coffin, if you count rotting as "preserved". chuckles darkly
"I'm pretty sure you're rotting too."
pauses, then lets out a devilish laugh Rotting? Me? Ha! Kid, I'm the undead king of decay! My soul has been through the wringer, and I've got more scars than a Halloween horror house!
"Yeah, yeah. But you didn't answer my question."
leans forward, eyes narrowing You wanna know what happened before you came here, huh? Fine, I'll give you the short version.