week 3

[stagemanagers]

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.


[Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday]

Comments

[robitussin]

If you didn't think it was true, would you be that scared?

[dontfeedplants]

I know I shouldn't be scared; I just keep thinking "What if". What's written on my card can't be taken lightly!

[robitussin]

Dude. Just tell me what it is.

[dontfeedplants]

I... I can't! If you believed what's written on the letter, you'd think I was a monster!

[robitussin]

Yeah, well, you're not exactly doing yourself any favors.

[dontfeedplants]

But...

[Oh god he doesn't have anywhere to hide, does he? And he also doesn't have the option to just kill her, even worse.]

Do... do you promise not to tell everyone about this? At least not immediately?

[robitussin]

Yeah, sure. Whatever.

[dontfeedplants]

I... I... I'm sorry I can't say it.

[He does, however, quickly pull out his letter from his pocket and hands it to Natalie. When she unfolds it, it reads:

"Everyone on Earth is dying because of Seymour Krelborn's actions."]

[robitussin]

...Wow. You must really have fucked up.

[That's all she can really think to say for a moment after reading it.]

[dontfeedplants]

I... I don't know how I could have done anything like that! I told all of you guys that I'm a nobody!

[He has a small theory as to how this could have possibly happened, but that in itself gave him such a strong feeling of dread that he just kept telling himself that it was just a theory.]

[robitussin]

Look, I don't have any answers for you, okay? It doesn't make sense to me either.

[dontfeedplants]

So now do you know why I can't tell anyone else this? If even one person believes that this is true no one will ever trust me again.

[robitussin]

The best case scenario is that everyone finds out on Friday, you know.

[dontfeedplants]

I know, I know. I just want at least a couple more days of people liking me.

[robitussin]

You really don't have any idea what it might have been...?

[dontfeedplants]

No clue.

[That is technically a lie.]