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The first chime of the clock silences the music.
As one, the dancers release their partners, bowing to each other before most fade from view. In
the Greenhouse the fog grows thicker, pressing against the windows, it is impossible to see more than a few steps from the house.
The young musician rises, bowing to the crowd and to his fellows, before also fading from view.
The girl stands from her chair, scooping up the toddler that has been her companion the entire night. She steps to the back of the ballroom, lantern in hand, as the second chime sounds through the house.
As the other ghosts fade, any ghost still partnered with a house-guest and any house guest still in the Ballroom will find themselves being guided free of the room. The remaining partners bow to them once more as the doors close behind them. As the locks back into the place, the ghosts vanish in the early light of the dawn. c
Unseen by most, the Phantasms return in the Basement, each carrying a sleeping house-guest. These house guests are laid in the dirt and left, no effort is made to alert the others to their presence. They will need to make their own way out.
The door to the Yellow Bedroom is locked.
In the Study someone has scribbled a note on a piece of paper, the handwriting childish and messy. “Matches, they’re in the basement. L.S.K and others, I can’t help them all, need to look after A. Sorry, L.”
Day has returned, time for the house-guests to gather themselves and tend to their injured. There is one bright spot, though, The Kitchens will once more dispense what food is requested of them to all who enter.
As one, the dancers release their partners, bowing to each other before most fade from view. In
the Greenhouse the fog grows thicker, pressing against the windows, it is impossible to see more than a few steps from the house.
The young musician rises, bowing to the crowd and to his fellows, before also fading from view.
The girl stands from her chair, scooping up the toddler that has been her companion the entire night. She steps to the back of the ballroom, lantern in hand, as the second chime sounds through the house.
As the other ghosts fade, any ghost still partnered with a house-guest and any house guest still in the Ballroom will find themselves being guided free of the room. The remaining partners bow to them once more as the doors close behind them. As the locks back into the place, the ghosts vanish in the early light of the dawn. c
Unseen by most, the Phantasms return in the Basement, each carrying a sleeping house-guest. These house guests are laid in the dirt and left, no effort is made to alert the others to their presence. They will need to make their own way out.
The door to the Yellow Bedroom is locked.
In the Study someone has scribbled a note on a piece of paper, the handwriting childish and messy. “Matches, they’re in the basement. L.S.K and others, I can’t help them all, need to look after A. Sorry, L.”
Day has returned, time for the house-guests to gather themselves and tend to their injured. There is one bright spot, though, The Kitchens will once more dispense what food is requested of them to all who enter.
