Post by Admin Chiv on Nov 23, 2015 19:08:34 GMT -5
The castle glitters in the shining sun, each delicate drop of glass shimmering individually. Inside is a large ballroom of icy blue, with swirling pillars. The room is lined with heavy mannequins, each one adorned with a cheap, glittery tiara that flakes when touched. Eugh. Two large staircases lead to the upper left and right wings, which contain the bedrooms of the students. There is a door in the very back of the Ballroom, but...oh! It's open now!
The upper half of a girl with long, straggly purple hair lies in the middle of the room. She is very, very dead.
