WEEK 5

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Wander and Sylvia are dead, the Ghost Host was snuffed out like a light, and Tarzan is nowhere to be seen. It seems like in an instant everything is changed, not just the circumstances, but the mansion itself. It feels like it's gotten significantly colder in the mansion, and you might also start seeing bugs out of the corner of you eyes, darting away into darkness the moment you try to focus on them.

And, starting this week, any and all ghosts are eerily absent but at the same time, no matter where you go, you feel like you're being watched by something. To make matters worse, the attic doors have been nailed open. 

But there are some bright spots in this week. When you wake up on Sunday, you'll find that you have a brand new tuxedo hanging up on your bedroom door, in your exact size. Later, if you're curious enough to try going from the second floor to the attic, you'll find that there's a whole new floor to explore, but this time it's just comprised of two rooms: a smallish but serviceable laundry room and an expansive casino with an attached bar.

Don't tell Jiminy about this he will have a heart attack.

Feel free to explore, but maybe you want to keep away from the Stretching Room for awhile. Somebody cut the noose on the hanging corpse.

17 guests remain.]

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Comments

[whistlenotchirp]

That's certainly a relief. There's only so much a shower can do for us.

[Which he has trouble reaching anyway.]

[amadeusrockette]

[Almost says "and a shower only helps if you actually use it" but she's not that petty. She isn't.]

Hopefully this means things are looking up for us. [The floor isn't bugs it's fine.] Do you . . . does the house feel strange to you too?

[whistlenotchirp]

[He does! In... the sink, but it works.]

Its... different. I'm not used to so many untalkative neighbors. Kind of rude, really. [Why aren't any of these bugs talking to him....]

[amadeusrockette]

Neighbors? Oh, you mean the bugs? [She sort of thought she was imagining them.] Do they run away from you too?

[whistlenotchirp]

They certainly aren't making conversation. And I've certainly tried.

[amadeusrockette]

Strange. But you can talk to other insects normally, right?

[She's just sort of accepted "talking animals" but also has very little idea how the rules for that go.]

[whistlenotchirp]

Well, the ones I knew back home were chatterboxes. Except for Cousin Wilbur, but that's not fair, he's mute and he gets enough slack about it already.

Still. The fellas here seem intent on not saying a dang thing.

[amadeusrockette]

Maybe they're all just very busy? [She doesn't sound super sure about that one.] . . . Or maybe they're spying on us?

[whistlenotchirp]

...Insects do tend to be more perceptive than people give us credit for. And they did just show up outta nowhere.

And there's a lot more of them then there are of us. [He rubs his neck nervously at the thought.]

[amadeusrockette]

If they're running away from us, at least that means they're not likely to attack. [That's like the opposite of comforting, but.] I guess that begs the question of who they're spying for, though.