Doors

[Locked to Chloe and Dolores individually]

Have you somewhere safe to stay?

[Locked to Logan]

Tell me that you are staying out of this strange weather.

[Locked to Nicholas]

In the continuing saga of yes there may be a ghost or no, it is simply a product of an old house, the candles refuse to go out.

[Locked to Neil D]

I would have words with you, sir.

[Public]

Charming weather, Las Vegas. Had I known that we were going to be plunged into the 1930's, I would have hired a swing band and made a fête of it.

I find this all very difficult to believe, but the other option is a complete mental breakdown on my part.

Is there a Jack Crawford here? Hannibal Lecter?

[As Hannibal L.]

[No words, only the drawing of this building.]

[Group lock to Alexander & Dolores]

I've decided that I'm quite done with weakness in people.

Alexander, if I do attend this party that you're intent upon throwing, I shall be going alone.

There are some days where it would be entirely too easy to let things get me down.

But I realised something. When people say hurtful things, when they try to blame you for everything that is wrong in their lives, they are only looking for someone to hate. And hatred takes up a lot of energy, energy that would better be spent on laughing and loving and enjoying life.

So I can either spend my energy on people that don't like me or I can spend my energy on the people that really matter, on the things that matter. One's a better use of my time than the other, I think.