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Forget all your troubles
[You wake up and instantly realize something is wrong.
There is a vague feeling of dread hanging in the air and, as comfortable as this bed is, there’s just something off about everything, even before you open your eyes. The dread only grows when you open your eyes and realize that you are in a completely unfamiliar room. One that has clearly seen better days at that.
As you explore your room, you will soon find a bedroom key resting on the dresser along with a note]
Welcome, esteemed guest, to our humble abode. We hope that you enjoy your stay in this Phantom Manor, as we expect you to stay with us for a very long time.
Feel free to make yourself at home as you enjoy what this manor has to offer, whether it’s the library, our projection room, or our famous wax museum. We’re sure you will find great joy
However, before you can get too comfortable, we ask you to please come to the portrait gallery at noon so we can discuss your stay here.
We eagerly await to meet you.
-Your Host
[The uncomfortable feeling doesn’t let up as you leave the safety of your bedroom. The manor seems old and decrepit, almost like it would fall over at the slightest breeze. Despite that, anyone who tries to escape will soon realize that the walls are unusually sturdy, and there are no doors that would seemingly lead to the outside world.
Still, at least you’re not alone in this scenario, if the other bedroom doors are any indications. Maybe there are a few more people coming out of their bedrooms too, so you have someone to talk toif you want to try to figure out what's going on. But if the 30 bios in the foyer hall are any indication, whoever has you here did not do this on accident. Whatever you’re here for, it seems like you’re here for a reason.
But hey, what’s the use of being pessimistic about this? Maybe it’s all an innocent situation… right?]
There is a vague feeling of dread hanging in the air and, as comfortable as this bed is, there’s just something off about everything, even before you open your eyes. The dread only grows when you open your eyes and realize that you are in a completely unfamiliar room. One that has clearly seen better days at that.
As you explore your room, you will soon find a bedroom key resting on the dresser along with a note]
Feel free to make yourself at home as you enjoy what this manor has to offer, whether it’s the library, our projection room, or our famous wax museum. We’re sure you will find great joy
However, before you can get too comfortable, we ask you to please come to the portrait gallery at noon so we can discuss your stay here.
We eagerly await to meet you.
-Your Host
[The uncomfortable feeling doesn’t let up as you leave the safety of your bedroom. The manor seems old and decrepit, almost like it would fall over at the slightest breeze. Despite that, anyone who tries to escape will soon realize that the walls are unusually sturdy, and there are no doors that would seemingly lead to the outside world.
Still, at least you’re not alone in this scenario, if the other bedroom doors are any indications. Maybe there are a few more people coming out of their bedrooms too, so you have someone to talk toif you want to try to figure out what's going on. But if the 30 bios in the foyer hall are any indication, whoever has you here did not do this on accident. Whatever you’re here for, it seems like you’re here for a reason.
But hey, what’s the use of being pessimistic about this? Maybe it’s all an innocent situation… right?]
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That's a little rude, isn't it? Just ignoring you like that.
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I dunno if they're trying to be rude... maybe they're scared. Or just really really quiet. Have they said anything to you?
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[she shrugs] What do they have to be scared of? They look like they're actually supposed to be here.
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[Probably. He doesn't know how wax works, really.]
And I guess I didn't really think about it that much. They might just be... uh... really used to standing still... and they don't like moving things.
[Yeah. Sure, that works. He just feels the need to defend his normally-inanimate comrades, even if these ones might truly be inanimate.]
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I don't think they like anything at all; it doesn't really feel like that kind of magic is here. [she says like she'd fucking know.] They're probably just statues right now.
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I guess you're right. I just hoped they might know where we are.
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I guess I was kinda brought to life with magic, but I haven't really seen it since then. D'you know how to use it?
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Is it 'cause you don't have a wand? [He has limited experience with these things but the wand seemed like a key factor last time.] I guess whoever brought us here took it so you wouldn't be able to escape.
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If your fairy cared so much, you wouldn't even be here, would you?
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Last time she told me she couldn't help me anymore. That it was the very last time she would. I guess she really meant it.
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What other kind of real is there?
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[And he does care a lot what other people think of him. He's supposed to be meeting a bunch of requirements to become human, after all.]
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