Guests pass under a curtain and their buggies, and those of the others around them, form a closed circle around the center of the room. The room is pitch black, and although there are curtains pulled back to each side, everything else in this room appears to float in a black supernatural void. The buggies move around in a railed-off section of the floor.
In the center of the room is a rug, on which rests a table and a chair. A flickering 'Tiffany' lamp hangs above the table. The chair has it's back to us, and errie chanting incantations can be heard faintly, as we assume they emit from the chair.
Behind and above the circle of buggies loom floating tables, lamps, and musical instruments. They spin and float in midair aimlessly, awaiting the voice's commands. Each one glows strange colors in the black void.
Just a few of the many floating objects
As the buggies move around the room, we can see that the chair is vacant! Only the raven perches there, and as he caws and beats his wings, we can see a crystal ball sitting amid a flickering candle and scattered tarot cards on a tall stand.
The vacant chair and raven...
Resting inside the crystal ball is the ghoulish disembodied head of Madame Leota, the house's resident medium. Her hair is long and white, uncombed, her face a ghoulish yellow-green, and she looks around the room and moves her entire face in a rather animated way (for a ghost at least)!
LEOTA:
Serphents, and spiders, tail of a rat,
Call in the spirits, where-ever they're at!
[moans and screams fill the room]
Rap on a table, it's time to respond,
Send us a message, from regions beyond!
[three slow knocks from the two tables]
Goblins and ghoulies from last halloween,
Awaken the spirits with your tamborine!
[a neary hovering tabmorine shakes and echoes]
Creepies and crawlies, toads in a pond,
Let there be music, from regions beyond!
[every instrument in the room plays in harmony]
Wizards and witches, where-ever you dwell,
Give us a hint, by ringing a bell!
[a nearby bell shakes violently]
She has a head for materializing the disembodied...
Guests press onwards and can see far across the room where a green glow slides along the walls, leaving a fading trail of green in it's wake. A shrouded ghost hovers next to it, arms extended towards the buggies, shimmering.
From within the cart the Ghost Host speaks once again as the buggies ascend a staircase up to a balcony. He then appears to leave the car, leaving guests alone to find their own way through the Haunted Mansion.
GHOST HOST: "The happy haunts have received your sympathetic vibrations, and are beginning to materialize. They've assembled for a swinging wake, and they'll be expecting me. I'll see you all a little later...."
This flickering torch lights your acsent to the ballroom...
