Week 3

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Three people are dead in the span of one day. Two of which did absolutely nothing to deserve their gruesome deaths. Hopefully, no matter how silly this hope is, it's the last of the deaths in this hotel.

But maybe it's not all bad now? When people awake this Sunday, they will find that the door for 225 is now open, and for some reason leads to a bunch of cool new rooms to explore! Maybe this would be a great opportunity to bond over each other to make sure no one else dies again.

And no one else will die again, right?

21 guests remain.]

[SUNDAY MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

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Comments

[darnsitall]

I don't have parents! Doctor Finkelstein built me because he needed an assistant. I guess that would sort of make him my father, wouldn't it? I think he thought of it that way.

[greatwidesomewhere]

[.......okay, she's seen some weird things but this is something else.]

You were built? Like...like a machine? But you're alive! Is it magic?

[darnsitall]

[S H R U G] Sort of! It's more like I was patched together. I'm not really alive, though- nobody in Halloween Town is!

[greatwidesomewhere]

Patched... [Right. That makes sense.]

I'm sorry...nobody there is alive? How can that be?

[darnsitall]

You know, I don't have the faintest idea! That's just how it's always been in Halloween Town.

[greatwidesomewhere]

That's very strange. But...I suppose not, if that's what you've always known. You probably think all this is a bit odd, too, don't you?

[darnsitall]

I love things that are odd! This place really reminds me of home, with all the dust and cobwebs. And even the murder mystery was fun! At first.

[greatwidesomewhere]

[Or not.]

At first? It didn't...frighten you?

[darnsitall]

Oh, not at all! Looking for clues, and discovering the culprit behind it all! It was so exciting! Mr. Northwest was such a good villain, too! But...

[Her enthusiasm wanes a little.]

That was before I realized that even though we solved the mystery, we still couldn't go home. And now everyone is telling me that Vanellope, and Finnick, and even Mr. Northwest aren't going to wake up again. Which doesn't make any sense at all, but I'm starting to think that maybe they're right.

[greatwidesomewhere]

[Exciting isn't the word Belle would use, exactly...but knowing what she knows now about Sally's home, she can't exactly fault her for feeling that way.]</small. No. They're not, I...it must be hard to understand, if people are the way they are in your world, but...they're gone, Sally.

[darnsitall]

Well, that's true. Mister Narrator himself told me they're not here anymore.

[Wait]

[greatwidesomewhere]

[Belle's eyes narrow.]

That's...not quite the way I'd put it. They're in Heaven, perhaps...the afterlife.

[We all know Preston didn't go to heaven.]

[darnsitall]

Those are funny names for hotels!

[And there goes the point, sailing over her head, again.]

[greatwidesomewhere]

Ah—they're not. They're places people go when they die. Or at least, some people think so.

[darnsitall]

Oh! Then we should all go visit them once we can leave!

[greatwidesomewhere]

We...we can't. The only was to know for sure if such a place even exists is to be dead yourself.