[It's cold. It's cold, and Constance is not dressed for the weather. She thinks she's somewhere near the woods, but with the snow whistling around her, covering her field of vision all in white, it's hard to tell. Shivering, wrapping the cloak she has covering her dress tighter around herself, she starts to make her way to where she thinks the hotel should be-
but there's noise. A heavy sound of something like footsteps, and when Constance ventures away from the cover of trees, she sees one of the golems, standing in the middle of the falling snow.
And runs away. She'll run as fast as she can, not looking where she's going, and stopping to breathe and cough, the cold air freezing in her lungs, only when she's sure the creature can't have followed her.]
What was that? What is happening?
[Later on, when she has finally made her way to the castle, you might find her inside, her cloak wet as the snow has melted, still shivering and rubbing her hands together in an attempt to warm them. She'll be going around the castle, trying to find those she remembers, knocking on some of the room doors, but feel free to run into her anywhere in the castle or near the woods!]