[When Astarte woke up, she was in her bed. Huh. It was...wait, where is she? What..wasn't she getting out of bed, and then--
She can almost hear the voice in her head chuckle as she remembers. The hallway. The body. O-oh no--
She bursts out of her bedroom door, running to towards the dining room, and--stops. There's no body. Not even a trace of blood. There's...nothing. Her head slows down--did it skip a beat? And Astarte clutches her chest.]
Just...a dream... Of course.
[She is nevertheless dazed, as she walks back to her room and finds the note. Oh...another party? If she doesn't want to be alone...yeah. Yeah, she doesn't want to be alone. Maybe she'll talk to Valjean about her dream. Hopefully, it'll be all right.
So she walks into the ballroom finally, wearing something other than her nightgown, at least (even if it is...so early in the...day...?) looking around for Valjean, before she finds herself singing softly.]
That was a frightening fog and I was the one left behind, That was a frightening dream The traces of my tears remain on my cheeks Forget it, forget it. That was just a dream Since it's a dream, let it disappear, it's just a dream
Aa, a person I knew I had a feeling that they will being going far away The black clouds of anxiety have crossed me
That was a frightening night I just don't know what this is That was a frightening dream My heart is still pounding with fear Forget it, forget it. It was just a dream
Since it's a dream, just let it fade into the morning
[Her eyes look left and right, confused, as she ventures forward. Are her eyes tricking her? Why is everyone so somber?
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She can almost hear the voice in her head chuckle as she remembers. The hallway. The body. O-oh no--
She bursts out of her bedroom door, running to towards the dining room, and--stops. There's no body. Not even a trace of blood. There's...nothing. Her head slows down--did it skip a beat? And Astarte clutches her chest.]
Just...a dream...
Of course.
[She is nevertheless dazed, as she walks back to her room and finds the note. Oh...another party? If she doesn't want to be alone...yeah. Yeah, she doesn't want to be alone. Maybe she'll talk to Valjean about her dream. Hopefully, it'll be all right.
So she walks into the ballroom finally, wearing something other than her nightgown, at least (even if it is...so early in the...day...?) looking around for Valjean, before she finds herself singing softly.]
That was a frightening fog
and I was the one left behind,
That was a frightening dream
The traces of my tears remain on my cheeks
Forget it, forget it. That was just a dream
Since it's a dream, let it disappear, it's just a dream
Aa, a person I knew
I had a feeling that they will being going far away
The black clouds of anxiety have crossed me
That was a frightening night
I just don't know what this is
That was a frightening dream
My heart is still pounding with fear
Forget it, forget it. It was just a dream
Since it's a dream, just let it fade into the morning
[Her eyes look left and right, confused, as she ventures forward. Are her eyes tricking her? Why is everyone so somber?
...Where...where is Valjean?]