Week Three

[stagemanagers]

[Last week, some shit went down! Salieri's scene went off without a hitch, but the good mood didn't last. The first motive was a bit of a doozy, and yet it didn't even have anything to do with the eventual accidental death of Mumble Happyfeet! At least Sissi was already pretty much dating Death anyway, right? She's probably fine, wherever she is.

This week, new menus have been posted in the cafeteria. But, more importantly, it seems that other new information has emerged. Everyone wakes on Sunday with some new memories - or are they old ones? - floating around in their heads. Maybe there was something to your discussions of time travel after all. Maybe there was someting to the Wizard's knowledge of the future.

Regardless, you're still stuck in here. At least there's some new places to explore this week. Maybe you'll find something helpful.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( Be sure to submit your memory regains and your AC for this week! Hester's office hours and the merch booth also remain available! ))

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library

[howtheworldwas]

[ Eurydice will join Elsa in the library, trying to read her own books. Most of them are histories. It's probably good to have as much information as possible.

But focusing is hard, today, and eventually Eurydice sets aside her books, muttering to herself. ]

Ugh.

[defyingfrigidity]

[It's sort of funny, in a very morbid way, to think how any of them can expect to get anything done today, with how little focus they have. Was that part of the plan, then? To not just break them emotionally, but break their focus? To make it easier for what happened the other day to happen again? Elsa hates to admit it, but it just might be working...

So lost in thought, she almost misses Eurydice nearby, and starts a bit when she hears the ugh.]

Is something wrong?

[howtheworldwas]

No. [ Eurydice says, on instinct. But that's not true, nor is it a convincing lie. She sighs. ]

Yes? I'm not in mortal danger [ hah ] right now, but it is really hard to get anything done. But we don't have the luxury of waiting around, either, so. Ugh.

[defyingfrigidity]

[Elsa lets out a sharp sigh that might have been an attempt at a laugh as she sets her book aside, but the sound rings very flat.]

But what else can we do, other than wait? [It... doesn't bother Elsa as much as some of the others. She's used to being confined, even if she wasn't happy with it very much.] All the others have combed up and down this building, and nobody's found a way out yet. There's no way to find or contact the Wizard, and Hester is very mysterious about if or when she shows up.