Disclaimer: I do not own Disney. Most characters are Disney owned except for a few, mainly 'the beings'.
Within a small room, perhaps no bigger than the average front room, a black curtain had been set up with a small light shining in from behind the camera that stood about ten feet in front of a single chair. Another two chairs were place alongside the camera and the curtains to the window of the room had been drawn so the light from the outside would not reflect off the camera lenses. Two reporters, one a woman with black hair, brown eyes and dressed in a red dress with a black belt around the middle and high heels, and the other a man who was taller than the woman with green eyes, blonde hair and dressed in a white top and jeans and trainers, sat on the chairs. The woman held a small pad in one hand and a pen in the other. The man was finishing the touches on the camera, setting the zoom and checking the tape length in it. Behind them a third man dressed in a suit stood by the door.
"Alright, send them in," the woman said to the man in the suit, who nodded and opened the door.
"Alright, rolling camera," the second reporter said, also setting up a voice recorder and placing on a small table to his right.
Camera Recording: 6/6/2014 00:01. 00.02. 00:003. And so it goes on.
For a moment, the chair in front of the camera remains empty as if it were to be left that way intentionally, as if to reflect its very purpose, its very life here on earth. Then, a woman moved into the camera's view and sat down on the chair. She was medium height and dressed in jeans, a baggy pink top and a pair of slip on shoes on her feet. Her hands clutched each other nervously, which fit the expression of anxiety and sadness on her face; which was small and heart shaped with red hair in two long braids draping down over her shoulders. Her teal eyes eyed the two people in front of her with a sense of guilt as if she were humiliated at being here. The freckles on her face also seemed to be nearly impossible to see as if they were shamed to be seen.
"Alright, Anna," the woman said in a gentle voice to her. "Thank you for joining us here today and for sparing your time for you to talk to us."
She just nodded and looked down at her hands as they fiddled with each other, hoping to try and take away some of the tension. The reporters paused for a moment to await a response but they kid of knew anyway that she would be hesitant in talking about…this…especially this.
"Just let us know if everything is alright, Anna," the woman told her.
Again, she just nodded and stared at the fiddling hands once more, the expression of lost and loneliness still evident in her eyes. The reporters could see it clearly, as had all of Anna's friends and family. What had happened to her had really shocked her and un-nerved her so much. It had been a struggle for her to get her to appear on camera here, but Anna herself felt like she had to do it. It had to be done.
"Can you begin from that day?" the woman asked, turning her pen over in her hands, ready to begin taking notes.
Anna shifted in her seat and exhaled heavily, pausing for a moment as if she were an athlete ready to begin running in a marathon. How could she bring herself to talk about this? That she asked herself constantly throughout the weee, constantly knocking on her nerves and making her shiver with fear. She, like anyone, would have wished that what had happened to her did not happen, but it did and now she was left to deal with it.
"I…" A pause. "I'll never forget that day," she said quietly, though it was loud enough for the two reporters to hear her. With a shake of her head to add emphasis, she continued. "Never. W-what happened was…was something that defies belief." Another pause as she took a deep breath. "And it doesn't go away like that-" she snapped her fingers to add emphasis to her point. "It stays with you like some…some mark and no matter what you do or want, it taunts you as if its saying 'I'm here. You're not gonna get rid of me!'"
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Woman reporter: "Did it change your life and the lives of your friends and family?"
Kristoff (nods with a solemn expression on his face): "Without a doubt, it did. It opened our eyes not to that sort of thing being possible but to…to things that seem impossible yet at the same time it was very possible,"
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Merida: "What we saw…" pauses for a moment to heave a heavy sigh and continues. "I don't think I'll ever forget it. As much as I want to, I can't. I still have nightmares y'know…about this event,"
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Cinderella: "Umm… When they came back to us without her, we assumed that they had done something to her. Elsa was really mad at them and so were we, but…but we had to push that aside and did everything we could to find her,"
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Rapunzel: "The guilt was…" she paused to wipe a tear from her eye, the sadness and guilt overwhelming her like a tidal wave. "It was overpowering. None of us could believe we fled and…and I still feel so horrible for doing that. When scared, you don't think about anything but running for your life!"
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Philip: "Everyone thought we had hurt her or abandoned her, or even killed her. We felt like we were going to be arrested for murder. Elsa was … furious at us and we all probably would be split up by what happened."