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week 3
[The past weekend has been a difficult one. With Valjean's murder and D-ne's brutal execution the monotony has been broken and it can be said the show is finally and truly underway.
When the performers emerge from their rooms on Monday morning the decor of the opera house has changed. Not drastically but someone was busy during the night with some redecorating. There are cobwebs draped over nearly everything, some of them with tiny plastic spiders stuck in the cotton webbing, and pumpkins of various sizes on the floor and on the tables. Some of the walls have been adorned with cartoon-ish paper skeletons and scarecrows and in the ballroom a poseable plastic skeleton has been posed at the piano looking ready to play. Someone's even set a bowl of candy on the counter of the merch booth.
But that's not all. There's a light coming from the now open doorway in the lobby that had been previously locked for the past two weeks. This new floor is similarly decorated but why not go have a look and explore for yourself?
Despite their losses, the show must go on after all.
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[He shakes his head. He really doesn't know and it bothers him, because he always knows what's real and what to do. He's grounded and logical and calming and everything about this place challenges that.]
I don't know, and I wish I knew who did to find out why...
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[He pauses, remembering just over a week ago, how he'd promised D-ne he'd tell her what he learned if he spoke to the Balladeer again. A lump forms in his throat.]
...I will share whatever I happen to learn.
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...What's up?
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I made a similar promise before. To...D-ne.
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[Yeah he didn't mean to imply that...]
It just...hurts to remember it. Feeling that I was on a united front with someone who...
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[She shrugs. She's taking care not to seem bothered by it.]
Nothing we can do about it now.
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No...you're right, there isn't. The dead are dead.
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[We'll see what happens Raoul, RNG is a fickle mistress.]
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[Pray to the RNG gods, both of you.]
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[Your memories are going to bite you in the ass buddy.]
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[Christ Raoul you make this too easy for her.]
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It's like... Staying in pairs. That way nobody can catch us alone.
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...Who are you going for?
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[Let the ladies pair up with ladies if they wish and then he'll choose.]