C-TVS03 (Nov 18, 2024)
Puzzle
“Frozen over.”
Theme Park Trivia | 1 Word
Clue
Hover over the clues if you require!
Clue 1: A 'Frozen' theme park ride...well, not exactly, but that's the starting point.
Clue 2: The puzzle says 'frozen over', mind you.
Clue 3: What did 'Frozen Ever After' replace?
Answer and Explanation
Answer: Maelstrom
Explanation: This was the ride in Disneyworld (the Florida one) which was replaced by the attraction 'Frozen Ever After'.
Summary of Receipt
Summary
Transcript
[Date | Nov-18-24]
[Barista | Lavender]
[Subject | Snow]
[File Reference | C-TVS03]
There’s something alive in the shards. Not alive like us, not breathing or bleeding, but a presence, nonetheless. I’ve felt it tugging at the edges of my mind for days now, a faint whisper just out of reach—an emotion that is… foreign. Today, I couldn’t resist anymore. Maybe I shouldn’t have tried to link with it—not with everything we’ve seen so far—but the hum was too insistent, too personal. Like it knew me. Like it had been waiting for me. I guess… what else is an empath augur good for, right?
The connection—once I opened myself up to it—was immediate. It wasn’t pain, not exactly, though my body tells a different story now. It was… vast. Like stepping into the space between seconds, where time hangs suspended, holding its breath. It was—mm… sadness. Sadness for what was once here but is now… gone. I could feel it all around me, the static. Snow’s static. A cascade of frozen instants, a landscape of the impossible where memories flickered like dying stars and time condensed into a ceaseless buzzing noise. I saw moments—ours, theirs, mine—shattered and reassembled, each fragment glinting—no… gleaming—with sharp inevitability.
And Snow was there.
Not as a figure, mind you. Not in any shape I could name, but as an undeniable force. The air felt thick with his omnipresent gaze, hot and erratic, peeling back every layer of my being like he was looking at every pixel on a screen. He knows about the shards, about the Cafe, about us. I felt his… amusement. It wasn’t cruel, but it wasn’t kind either. He’s watching now, more intently than ever… His eyes are glued to a screen—our screen.
When I came back—if “came back” is even the right phrase—I was on the floor. My head felt like it had been filled with TV static, each buzz and hum obscuring something I’d rather not see. I—well, we knew the shards were connected to Snow somehow. But now I think these shards… are Snow. Pieces of Snow. Pieces of… this void that Snow inhabits or maybe controls? I’m tempted to try and link with the shard again… but I’m worried I won’t make it back next time.