[That musty sort of smell doesn't really hit Rapunzel right away as she drifts into consciousness. The castle had been under heavy construction lately, after all; between Cassandra's takeover and Zhan Tiri's rampage, there was a lot of rubble to be moved, and a lot of new building material being hauled in at all hours of the day. Her room had been a mess as the masons tried patching up the gigantic hole in her wall as best they could, but it was a process. So... the smell doesn't bother her.

What does make her mind register that something is wrong is the feeling of the bed. Too thin, to small... in a flurry of movement, Rapuzel is up, head whipping this way and that; this definitely isn't her room, or any of the rooms in the castle. Just what's going on...?]

Pascal?

[Her best and oldest friend is always the one that she'll call out to first. But there's no squeak of reply, and that alone makes Rapunzel's stomach turn. This isn't some sort of dream, or some kind of trick, something is seriously wrong; she runs out onto the balcony in a hurry, looking this way and that.]

Pascal?? Eugene??? Where- is anyone here????


[Later, after calming down, Rapunzel finds her way down to the lobby. It's time to explore to get a feel of her surroundings, and explore she does! Until she gets sidetracked by the profiles, that is. She's pressing the buttons to play music on each one, looking giddier and giddier with each song.]

This is amazing! These don't sound like music boxes, and I don't see any gears... how do they play like this???