Forget all your troubles

[grimgrinningghosts]

[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?]

Comments

[scrapplinghook]

[If Mabel was bouncing before, she's full on vibrating now. This lady... this lady is so cool! And she's leaning down to talk to her! If it wasn't for the weird waking up in a strange room thing, this would be the best day of Mabel's life.]

Uh-huh! I'm a-okay! But if you're not a wizard, why're you wearing that robe thingy? I thought only wizards and grandmas and grandpas wore robes like that.

[hasit]

[Is...is this girl okay? She seems excitable, to say the least, but Leia is also pretty sure she's about to vibrate past the visible light spectrum, which is...concerning. She chuckles, and shakes her head.]

I might look like someone's grandma, but actually, this is just how I dress. It's common, where I come from. Keeps me warm out in deep space.

[scrapplinghook]

[it's cool she's fine she's just gunna turn into a living lightsaber at this rate]

Deep space? So you're some kinda wizard-looking astronaut? Cool. What kinda stuff do you do out there???

[hasit]

...If that's what you want to think, then sure. [She likes this girl's optimism, at the very least.]

What we do, what we're trying to do, is restore peace to the Galaxy. I'm the leader of the Resistance, but I have a feeling that we're outside the outer reaches of my home system right now.

[scrapplinghook]

Whoooooaaaa.....

[Really can this lady get any cooler???]

Hey hey, maybe whoever you're fighting against did this! Maybe your super cool army's coming to beat them up and rescue you!

[hasit]

I thought so, too, but...this place is unlike anything I've ever seen, and I've been witness to more than enough of their plots.

[She chuckles, her worry fading just for a moment thanks to this girl's optimism.]

I'd like to think you're right. What's your name?