Hamlet
Can't stand to be away from you? Hardly. It's more likely that he's too afraid to let you out of sight. Claudius, the oily serpent that he is, obviously hasn't forgotten that you could have been an equally legitimate contender for the crown.
He probably thought you'd gather an army abroad and march on Denmark or something.
Your brooding about the injustice all around you is interrupted by a familiar voice. "Hail to your lordship."
"Horatio? I am very glad to see you!" You turn, surprised. Horatio is your classmate from Wittenburg - or was, you suppose, since you're not allowed to go back - and an especially good friend of yours. His appearance here is completely unexpected. Horatio never skips school! But still, he's an welcomed sight.
Anybody who's not rotten to the core like most other things in Denmark is a welcomed sight indeed.
You're soon joined by two guards, Marcellus and Barnardo, who tell you something about seeing your late father's ghost yesternight. Their story sounds quite fantastical. You might be tempted to dismiss it as imagination, but Horatio is the biggest skeptic you know and he claims to have seen it also. Could it be...?
You decide to follow the guards on their watch tonight. And sure enough, the ghost is there. Its pale form is clad in full armor and armed with an ominous-looking sword, but it looks every bit like your father in life. It seems to be motioning you to follow it ... alone. Do you?
He probably thought you'd gather an army abroad and march on Denmark or something.
Your brooding about the injustice all around you is interrupted by a familiar voice. "Hail to your lordship."
"Horatio? I am very glad to see you!" You turn, surprised. Horatio is your classmate from Wittenburg - or was, you suppose, since you're not allowed to go back - and an especially good friend of yours. His appearance here is completely unexpected. Horatio never skips school! But still, he's an welcomed sight.
Anybody who's not rotten to the core like most other things in Denmark is a welcomed sight indeed.
You're soon joined by two guards, Marcellus and Barnardo, who tell you something about seeing your late father's ghost yesternight. Their story sounds quite fantastical. You might be tempted to dismiss it as imagination, but Horatio is the biggest skeptic you know and he claims to have seen it also. Could it be...?
You decide to follow the guards on their watch tonight. And sure enough, the ghost is there. Its pale form is clad in full armor and armed with an ominous-looking sword, but it looks every bit like your father in life. It seems to be motioning you to follow it ... alone. Do you?