WEEK 4

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Tadashi, Sophie, and Princess Anna are dead. By now, maybe you're realizing that this plays is way more dangerous than you have ever feared, but don't worry, maybe some hope will come along the way.

For example, if anyone tries to open the Conservatory Door leading outside starting this week, they'll find that they finally have access to the graveyard and outside. You are now freely able to leave the mansion whenever you want.

Maybe you can all finally leave this place...?

20 guests remain.]

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Outside

[toogoodforhim]

[She's not hard to miss, in the doom and gloom of the cemetery. She looks nearly like a ghost, herself. Which, of course, freaks him right the hell out, and his heart is pounding by the time he realizes

oh

right

They can go outside now.

Still, he joins her, carefully pulling vines off of a headstone and untangling it from his fingers.]

Oh, come on now, get off of there. This isn't yours-

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa looks a little surprised when she notices she has company, but wgen she sees who it is... oh. Of course he'd be one of the first to approach her today.]

Thank you for your help. If these all belong to the ghosts in the mansion, I'm sure they'll appreciate it very much.

[She sounds like she's not on the verge of a breakdown anymore, which is pretty good! But there's still a sense of tiredness in her voice that will probably not be going away anytime soon.]

[toogoodforhim]

[He does not fall in his efforts to pull the vine out of the ground, but it's a near thing. He was ready to work in silence - or, well, near silence - if she wanted to, so the fact that she addresses him first is a little surprising.]

I'm happy to help. It's no wonder they're a little antsy, if this is what their memorials look like.

[He breaks off some moss from the next stone and drops it on the ground. Tired is fine. Out of her room is great. He's still working a few headstones down from her, giving her space but there to help.]

Maybe tomorrow I'll try to find a brush and pail and see if some of this black crud will come off...

[defyingfrigidity]

I can only hope that thiss mess is simply a result of passing time, and not some malevolent force at work.

[She really didn't mean to soumd ominous, but with how the rest of the castle looks, and how unnerving being outside is... she wouldn't be surprised.]

... I'd like to help, if you can find such things. We should at least clean enough to uncover their names, so we know who these people were.

[toogoodforhim]

I've never been so unhappy to be outside before...

[He sits back on his heels and squints at the letters as if that will make them turn into something legible.]

...Everyone deserves to be remembered. Even if it's just by a handful of people.

Sophie wondered if maybe...remembering them would help put them to rest.

[defyingfrigidity]

It's just one more way to hurt us. Give us a chance to reach at freedom, but we're still unable to grasp it.

[It's why a part of her hated the gardens in Arendelle Castle. They were beautiful, but they were still enclosed spaces. Cut off from the rest of the world, just as she was.]

I don't know if it would put them to rest, but I've read stories where spirits become lost and twisted if they have nobody to remember them. Maybe that's what happened here.

[toogoodforhim]

Yeah, and the reminders of what'll happen if we do try aren't exactly setting an uplifting tone, either.

[He sighs and carefully uproots some vines from around the base of the headstone, tossing them behind him.]

Some of them seem almost...normal. Maybe we can- convince them to let us go, if we can...untwist them.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa pauses at that. There's a sort of bitterness in her that makes her not all that eager to talk to the woman in the attic, but Ezra.... he'd helped her before. Maybe he'd do it again? But some things he'd told her make her doubt that plan...]

I don't know... I think some of them are just as trapped as we are, or under some other kind of control... it might be dangerous for them to help us.

[toogoodforhim]

[Honestly fuck the lady in the attic tho let's leave her to rot. ...Metaphorically. She's probably already rotted physically. But the Host... More and more, it's clear that he's being pushed around by someone above him.

Lefou doesn't like how similar that makes them.]

You're right, we need to be...careful. But if we can find some way to help some of them, too... I don't want to be trapped here for another week, let alone the rest of my life.

[defyingfrigidity]

I have no idea how to do that though... even if they were once people, ghosts are very different from us. Is there anything we can do that can affect them at all?

[She has no idea, but she knows he's dealt with magic before. Maybe he might have some idea?]

[toogoodforhim]

...I don't know. I've never dealt with ghosts before. But we can talk to them...

The Host told me that he remembers what it was like to be alive.

[defyingfrigidity]

[If he can remember what that was like, then does that mean he can remember his death? If so... yikes...]

They're not supposed to talk to us. [She realizes now that this is... really the first time she's talked to anyone about her conversations with Ezra.] I... I've spoken to one before. He was very kind to me, but he said it himself that they're not supposed to be talking to us, so getting information from them might be a bit difficult.