WEEK 8

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Two months. Two months of being trapped in this mansion. Two months of heartbreak and despair. Two months of wondering if you are all going to die here.

You finally have a real ray of hope thanks to Mr. Walt, but even he claims that it will be a hard journey ahead. You all have to be strong, physically, emotionally, any kind of strength will work against what you're up against. Maybe take the next few days to rest before the long journey, or prepare for the dangers that await, the choice is yours, but...

Will you be able to escape?

8 guests remain]

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[kindaruledatit]

["Wendy, you're the coolest person I know."

"I know, dude. Tell me about it later."

Maui trusting her wasn't all fluff, she knew that. But she had also come to a stark conclusion when the literal apocalypse happened: she couldn't do everything on her own. And there was no sense in not accepting the help of others.]

Dude, come on, look at me. [She gives him her best smile.] I'm not gonna start rushing into anything I know I can't get out of. We're all going in together. Like a family.

[Or a group of very disgruntled people trying to get their friends and lovers back.]

[toogoodforhim]

[He does his best to not look as relieved as he feels, returning her smile with the best that he can manage at the moment.]

I'm glad to hear it. [He reaches out to ruffle her hair.] We don't need any more heroes.

[kindaruledatit]

[Congrats, Lefou. You have made a messy head of hair even messier. She can't even be mad because she wants to ruffle his hair too. That's her thing.]

Well, we're gonna be heroic anyway. [She sits up, somethings brazen shining in her eyes.] Just think about how surprised Maui's gonna look when he sees you again.

[toogoodforhim]

[He bites his lip to stifle a smile as he surveys his handiwork.

The look in her eyes makes him sit up straighter too.]

We go in together, we come out together. All of us. [He wishes he had Maui with him right there. That he didn't have to imagine his partner's face. Even knowing that they can get them back - that they will, no matter how much Walt can or can't help them in the end, because they know that they're safe somewhere, they're not gone forever - doesn't make the wound any less raw. But his grief has always been a private thing, so he puts on a cheerful smile that doesn't quite reach his tired eyes.]

I know that we won't be done fighting, even when we find them. But it'll be real hope. I think we could all use a little of that.