Third act, time for final conclusions

[mightbeweird]

I open my eyes and find myself in strange surroundings. My mind is quiet and the sun is shining. I do not know how long I have slept. Jan sits near by.

and when I see her the chain of memory drops around me once more.
I am awake and facing once more what I would wish to never face. My

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[_janice_]

I turn when I hear Amanda move. I've been sitting here for a while, staring out the window, mind swirling from the events of the day. I think I know what must have happened, but how do I explain it to Amanda, especially if her brain's eaten by her character? I should be doing something, stealing the scripts to burn them like I promised Miss Dante, but it seems like it's a little late for that.

"Amanda," I start, then hesitate. I want to say something comforting but I know I can't. "Jordy will be alright, anyway," I finally murmur.

[mightbeweird]

"His wrath is a terrible thing to behold." I say quietly. I sit up and wrap my arms around myself. Truely the force of emotion, to have that effect on a man, it is chilling.
For a moment I wonder, if he will ever forgive me for preventing his vengance, when he returns to himself, if ever he does.
The Lady Montague was kind. Will Romeo be so?
"Have the effects lessened? Is he returned to himself?"

[_janice_]

Terrible to behold, understatement of the year! "He is, he's back to normal now," I say. "He'll be himself again next time you see him." Only not, because he'll probably still be Romeo. I wonder how much to mention to her.

"He's...Jordy, or Romeo if you like, he's a werewolf. He changes like that during the full moon, or sometimes when he's very upset, but most of the time he's just a regular person." With a big, stupid spell making him act like someone else, I add to myself.

[mightbeweird]

"Has that been the cause of his meloncoly in all this time?"
How strange to think my cousin held in sway to the moon, and yet... I have seen the change myself.
"Is't that why he was ever unfortuate in love? Now that I think on it... Ah poor Romeo, to be ruled by the inconstant moon. I think I pity my cousin."

[_dawnie_]

I wander into the room. "Hey, guys."

I glance from Amanda to Jan and nervously take a seat on the couch. This whole Shakespeare thing makes me, well... nervous.

[_janice_]

I smile half-heartedly at Dawn, and say quietly, "Amanda woke up...I'm having kind of a hard time explaining to her what happened. Actually, she's taking the werewolf bit pretty much in stride, it's that she's under a spell that doesn't seem to be getting through. Figured I'd try, though." I look down. "She seems to be...uh, having an easier time than I am dealing with--" I can't quite say it, Eric's death.

[_dawnie_]

I clench my jaw to keep from saying, That's because she thinks she's freaking Benvolio! It doesn't seem real that Eric's dead. It just doesn't compute somehow. I sigh.

"I wonder how everyone's gonna feel about this when the spell gets broken?" I mutter.

[_janice_]

I glance at her. I've been wondering the same thing, if maybe they don't even realize fully what's going on because of the spell. "It's gonna be bad," I say. "Poor Jordy. Poor Danny." Somehow they suddenly seemed worse off than Eric.