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[The full moon seems a little larger than usual as it rises in a clear sky on this warm night. And as it rises, some very small occurrence seems to take place.]
[All those in Prospero share three material objects in common: their phones, the card of their personal Arcana, and a key. It is the third of these items that seems to respond to the moon's rising tonight; the small metallic item glows faintly and seems to almost vibrate.]
[If in the course of one's actions it should be brought near the door of their assigned hotel room, a small keyhole will appear that most definitely was not there before. It seems to fit the silver key perfectly, and should one turn it in the newfound lock and open their door?]
[They will not find a hotel room at all. With a bright flash of light, they will find themselves transported to an elevator they may have seen in their dreams, or perhaps they haven't yet experienced it. The music is as present as ever, but only Elizabeth stands in her usual place with Igor nowhere in sight.]
[She smiles in the usual mysterious way, as if she'd expected this all along and you haven't merely stumbled in without warning. In the usual high-pitched and formal yet relaxed voice, she speaks:]
Welcome to the Velvet Room.
[You will immediately find that unlike the past few times, this is no dream. You can move and speak freely--in fact, the expectant stare her gold eyes fix you with implies that Elizabeth expects you to.]
[All those in Prospero share three material objects in common: their phones, the card of their personal Arcana, and a key. It is the third of these items that seems to respond to the moon's rising tonight; the small metallic item glows faintly and seems to almost vibrate.]
[If in the course of one's actions it should be brought near the door of their assigned hotel room, a small keyhole will appear that most definitely was not there before. It seems to fit the silver key perfectly, and should one turn it in the newfound lock and open their door?]
[They will not find a hotel room at all. With a bright flash of light, they will find themselves transported to an elevator they may have seen in their dreams, or perhaps they haven't yet experienced it. The music is as present as ever, but only Elizabeth stands in her usual place with Igor nowhere in sight.]
[She smiles in the usual mysterious way, as if she'd expected this all along and you haven't merely stumbled in without warning. In the usual high-pitched and formal yet relaxed voice, she speaks:]
Welcome to the Velvet Room.
[You will immediately find that unlike the past few times, this is no dream. You can move and speak freely--in fact, the expectant stare her gold eyes fix you with implies that Elizabeth expects you to.]
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[She doesn't seem exasperated by the assumption; in fact, Elizabeth's voice is quite eager.]
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[She starts wandering around looking at things.]
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[Woah there, getting a little meta. But no, seriously. Everything is blue.]
Hm...
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I wonder if my master would be receptive to the idea of such a thing...
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[Elizabeth, please.]
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Then you must be what is called an 'outlaw'.
[ELIZABETH NO]
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