S3, I think
I wrote this story for a haunted house last year, but had to cancel it due to a freak snowstorm. I thought you could benefit. I have the script from Annabelle’s monologue, if you would like to see it.
You are being taken around to an orphanage by the man who runs it. He begins to take you around the house, but everywhere you go,you see carnage. He seems not to notice. There’s a woman stuffed in the oven, a maid drowned in the bath tub, children dead and the people who work in the orphanage dead all over the house. Every room you walk into or see has carnage in it, and you keep thinking you hear the singsong of a sixteen year old, gleefully telling you how each one died. He finally takes you up to a nursery/dormitory, and there’s a grown woman there. Covered in old blood, she looks at you.
“Who are you talking to?” she asks, in that same singsong voice. “We’ve all been dead for years.”