rise of 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍.

#𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒅,    by  LAYER    (    prospera,    mipha,    noed,  etc.    ).    sporadic    /    low  activity    &    incredibly  selective,    near  friends  only.

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visits  to  the  village  have  turned  rare  after  the  people’s  salvation;    or,    after  your  meddling.    you  have  others  to  keep  an  eye  on  the  them,    after  all,    &    not  everything  necessitates  a  visit.    [ ... ]    but  sometimes,    a  woman  must  preen  her  feathers,    &    that  is  why  you  stand  in  the  grand  foyer  of  dimitrescu  castle. 

“    you’ve  made  it  lovelier  than  when  i  gave  it  to  you.    ” 

... ...   𝐈    𝐀𝐌    𝐓𝐇𝐄    𝐖𝐀𝐘,     𝐓𝐇𝐄    𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇,     &     𝐓𝐇𝐄    𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄.

𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐋 with the question as his eyes glance from left to right and then finally find their way upon the doll that resides a few meters in front of him. he opens his mouth to speak before closing it again. there is no easy response to this question in particular, and the words that follow seem to create a pit in his stomach. his right hand then curls into a fist meanwhile a question burns on his tongue as he takes a half-step forwards,   ❝  where did she get that picture of mia?  ❞

he almost fears what the answer will be. but then he has another question come into his head and yet he keeps it to himself as the fist relaxes. punching the doll will do him no good. he’s slowly starting to learn that if he’s going to get any sort of answers from this place he has to play by the house rules until he can find where they’ve hidden her. he has so much more he wants to ask but he bites his tongue and bides his time.

𝐢𝐟  𝐲𝐨𝐮  𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝  𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧,    𝐲𝐨𝐮  would,    you  really  would!    he  hasn’t  answered  the  question  at  all,    hasn’t  he?    you  stand  with  a  giggle,    limbs  jittering  as dolls turn  their  heads  to  ethan  too.    [ ARE  YOU  ME?    AM  I  YOU?  ...  what  have  we  become? ]    oh,    you’re  very  aware  of  ethan’s  discomfort.    it  makes  you  giggle  again.    &    again,    &    again.    it’s  all  just  a  game  to  her;    a  doll  is  meant  to  be  played  with,    after  all.

if  this  had  been  any  other  situation,    perhaps  you  would  have  considered  ethan  as  an  experiment,    if  nothing  but  for  his  sheer  determination.    “    i’m  surprised  you’ve  made  it  this  far,  mr.  winters,    ”    you  say,    &    there  is  a  hint  of  something  genuine  within.    (    if  you  squinted  hard  enough,  even  something  like  admiration  drips  in  her  voice;    in  the  way  that  she  admires  her  lords.    )

“    i  wonder  what  will  stop  you    [ ... ]    shall  i  rip  out  your  heart?    is  that  what  it  will  take?    ”

“    do  you  think  frederick  would  even  allow  us  that?    it’s  okay,    you  can  be  honest!    ”

your  question  is  just  a  tad  brutal,    as  you  rest  right  on  your  little  seat  at  the  dining  table.    clever,    clever,    clever!    no  wonder  he  made  it  through  your  aunt’s  traps.    “    mama  spent  so  much  time  on  perfecting  all  the  little  details,    y’know!    ”

“ when a house is both hungry & awake, every room becomes a mouth. ”

precursor. the idea is that a house that stands alone, a house that is abandoned, becomes angry. a house is not haunted, & then abandoned; a house is haunted because it is abandoned. it’s mainly inspired by this video: control, anatomy, & the legacy of the haunted house. i’ll be taking liberties with this, but that is a general overview.

house beneviento. i do not think house beneviento is a malignant house. the dolls are, instead, the causes of every strange feeling. they watch over you, they enjoy freaking others out. while angie is the only one with a real personality, the rest ( infected with the cadou or not ) do have some type of perception towards others. as a result of donna’s connection to them, they generally follow her feelings. i think that any creaking, or doors slamming, etc., are less by a house messing with its inhabitants & more the dolls─ especially angie.

castle dimitrescu. i think the castle is a very different story; it’s stated to have been built in the 1400s & used during wars, so there might have been periods where a) death reigned the halls way before the dimitrescus, & b) it has been abandoned, then lived in once more, etc. i do not think ghosts are haunting the halls, but it is an entertaining thought. i do think the house has gained sentience, & that fitting it to dimitrescu’s needs might have been a bit of an effort.

it might have fought in the beginning, but overtime, mother miranda ( or, dimitrescu herself ) wore it down enough for it to be accepting, even inviting. when the daughters want to explore, it will create labyrinths within itself for them to explore. when lady dimitrescu is in dire need of a bottle of wine, a door will lead straight to the cellars. it simply welcomes its hosts & helps them. against ethan, it might lead him through halls that enemies find him in, or lead the daughters / lady dimitrescu right to him.