week 4

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 4
[Another week has passed in the opera house and things are looking grim as ever. With Gabe and Hime gone, the performers are down to 16 of them.

On Monday, the opera house is still heavily decorated with a few new additions. There are more cottony cobwebs, a few small ghosts hanging from the ceiling made of cheesecloth, even more pumpkins here and there. A few more candy bowls have been set out in places like the dining room and a few others and only a few of them are only filled with candy corn. In the dressing rooms the stars on Gabe and Hime's doors have fallen off, leaving behind a patch of star-shaped wood slightly lighter than the rest of the doors on Hime's and a different star underneath on Gabe's.

Like the previous week, the door on in the second floor lobby is unlocked and a new floor is ready to be explored. Have a good week, everyone.]

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Comments

[solomonjihad]

That's fine, we don't have to go there.

[Ballroom is easier to get to anyways, no stairs.]

[dontfeedplants]

Thank you. I really can't thank you guys enough.

[For everything.]

[solomonjihad]

[She manages to give him a smile as she leads him to the Ballroom, to a chair. She sits near him, and turns her chair towards him.

If he wants to talk, she's going to try and not judge. Ha.]

[dontfeedplants]

[He sits down and awkwardly rubs his shoulder.]

I'm sorry, I just don't know where to start.

[solomonjihad]

Its all right. You can take your time.

[No judgement zone. None.]

[dontfeedplants]

[He takes a deep sigh.]

I guess I remembered being... killed.

[solomonjihad]

--Killed--

[What?!]

How...?!

[Seymour!! You are a zombie!!]

[dontfeedplants]

Sorry, but I don't really want to talk about how I died right now...

[Just thinking about it made him feel really uncomfortable.]

[solomonjihad]

Oh, y-yes, of...course.

[Ok, that was dumb.]

Then...that's all? That's what you remembered?

[dontfeedplants]

I also realized that I'm a monster if that counts.

[solomonjihad]

...An Undead?

[Wait, no, he's human, right...]

Or a terrible person?

[dontfeedplants]

[Well technically the first one is true, but--]

The second one.

[solomonjihad]

...

Were you like Hans?

[At least Seymour's owning up to it? Or...something?]

[dontfeedplants]

[He rests his head on the table.]

I'm so much worse than anything Hans could have done.

[solomonjihad]

...what did you do.

[Its almost a command, somehow. It comes out subconsciously. Go on, Seymour, tell her.]

[dontfeedplants]

... People are dying.

[It's quiet, but Astarte should still be able to hear him.]

[solomonjihad]

...

I see.

[She gets an idea what he's getting at. People are dying for a specific reason. Probably him.]