Same options as before, really, looking variously quacky. If she Siimgles long enough she will see someone suggesting becoming a vampire but obviously that's a terrible idea. Why is it? Well it's just obvious. Also someone else is suggesting that they've heard rumours that the Grim Reaper likes a certain kind of flower. Here's another suggestion about drinking the milk of a murderous cowplant. Someone claims they've seen a potion of youth once. Someone claims there's such a thing as a potion of prompt resurrection. There might be a spell to turn a ghost back into a real person. Maybe fairies could do it? Or maybe she could become part of the Mother. All will last forever with the Mother. All shall be one with the Mother. The Mother will take care of us all. We will all become the Mother. The Mother will consume us all.

Well she's definitely having absolutely nothing to do with that Mother nonsense, that is freaky as fuck! The cowplant thing is also still staying far off her list of possibilities, for being absolutely psychotic.

... why is being a vampire a terrible idea? Also, the Grim Reaper is... real??? And likes a certain kind of flower? And ghosts can - un-ghost? Apparently? And fairies are also definitely real, as confirmed by other people?

She... might need to take a vacation day from work, actually. To investigate some of these. She has three, even though she has also literally only been to work for three days. She calls in one for tomorrow and tries to figure out how to... investigate.... this sort of stuff.

People seem to disagree on whether the Grim Reaper is or isn't real but ghosts and fairies are definitely real. If she wants to meet the Grim Reaper he's said to occasionally hang out in Ravenwood, or she could wait until someone dies (or cause them to). And if she wants to be a fairy she—well, people are uncertain about that one. Innisgreen has lots of fairies? Mother Nature, if she exists, is sometimes seen hanging around there?

Mother Nature seems vaguely similar to that ominous Mother figure, so she'll avoid that on sheer principle, thanks. She - guesses she could take a day trip to Ravenwood? Maybe meet some ghosts, while she's there, see how acceptable of a life stage it is instead of being alive.

This decided, she has a shower, and spends a little while before sleeping reading in bed. Just for her own personal happiness; how are the books in this world?

Ha ha ha ha.

Ughhhhhh.

If she cracks immortality, she's going to spend some of her forever figuring out how to write worth a damn, and then becoming an author. This slop being the only literature available offends her, personally.

She goes to bed, irritated.

The next morning, she muses where her house can hear her about how her favorite color is a forest green (ahem, ahem, hint hint!) and then heads off to Ravenwood to see about chasing down the literal Grim Reaper. Or, barring that, just some ghosts maybe.

She can do that! How is she planning on getting there?

Calling a cab! Presumably she could also walk, but she'd like to not waste her precious life traveling, so. Cab it is.

Here's a cab! Does she want to chat to the driver?

Does the driver wish to chat with her?

Yes! They are pretty chatty if she'll let them.

Then sure, she is perfectly amenable to being chatted to. Just so long as it's what her driver wants, instead of what they're financially pressured to do because of the skewed power dynamic!

Well, who knows, it's not like the driver is any more able to hold a coherent conversation for very long than other Sims are.

Anyway here's Ravenwood, after a long and very insipid conversation the details of which are being elided over.

She doesn't mind following the preferences of proto-people, as long as it's not actively irritating her. Or, well. Potential proto-people. Either way.

... She notices her brain doing the same thing it does when she needs to invent stuff, though. That's - interesting. She doesn't try to fight it, but she notices. And check the time for how long the cab drive took her, so she knows how much time she lost.

About an hour. Ravenwood is far from Willow Creek.

It is also very, very different from Willow Creek. As in, it's goth. It's really, really goth. There's a low fog near the ground, everywhere, and the trees are none of them entirely full of leaves, and the buildings are all old and gothic, and the place she's dropped off at is right by a frankly absurdly large cemetery.

The lost time is a little creepy, but fine. She was expecting the drive to take time anyway.

The town is - goodness. It's very itself. She kind of sticks out like a sore thumb, in her, uh. Pastel green sundress. She kind of wants to fix that, actually. Goth's not her usual aesthetic, but it's fine, and she doesn't see a reason not to be whimsical if she wants to be. Life's short, and all.

.... Can she just, like, imagine a possible outfit that she could in theory wear, and spin to change into that? Is that a thing that this place will let her do?

It totally is.

Nice!

Now looking much more local, with the dark eyeshadow and black nail polish and everything, she can bounce perkily off to, uh, hm. Is there an obvious place to meet ghosts?

...well, there's the cemetery?

Hmmm. Maybe, but she thinks she'll walk around a bit first? See what things are like around here, see if there are any obvious ghosts floating around for her to interrogate.

Also, this neighborhood has so much more personality than her native one! Look at all of these houses, that are not sad boxes! Lots of the trees are... admittedly a little dead, which she thinks is kind of a shame, but still! It's worth exploring before she sequesters herself in a graveyard for the purposes of her mission of not dying a painfully early death!

Lots of dead trees, including a dead pine forest, and there's a... bog... of some kind... over there... whose waters are glowing faintly pink and which on the bright side doesn't actually smell like a bog? It's just, like, aesthetically a bog, apparently?

... that's... weird, but okay. The bog can be pink if it wants to be, she won't judge. She might ask someone about it, though.

And after walking around some more she finally does spot a ghost! They are semi-transparent, a monochromatic green with invisible feet, and they're walking through a, uh, stone henge of some kind, towards the creepiest tree she's seen here so far. It has no leaves but there's some green glowing moss hanging from some of its branches, and also the grooves and holes in its trunk make it look like it's a wailing face.

Plus! There are other ghosts near it! As well as a... tarot tent? With a teenager sitting in it using her phone and a small table with a tarot deck on it.