"What do you want!" Violet yelled out angrily at the ghostly man.
The man just grinned and slowly inched his way towards the terrified Baudelaires, snickering evilly as he did so. "Oh, you've been very bad children." he said with a smirk on his face.
He got about two feet away from them when a voice suddenly cried out "Gilbert!", which got everyone's attention immediately. The children were amazed to see a beautiful, blonde haired woman materialize right in front of them. She glared at Gilbert and snapped "Leave them alone, they didn't do anything!"
Gilbert looked at the woman then back at the Baudelaires, who looked like they were going to have a nervous breakdown any moment from being so terrified. Finally, he let out a disgusted sigh and grumbled "Yes, my dear Carolyn. Whatever you say." The fire finally went out and the elevator doors closed, greatly relieving the children.
Still clinging to each other, the Baudelaires slowly made their way over to the sofa and sat down. Sunny had stopped screaming and crying, so Klaus was rubbing her back to make her feel better while squeezing Violet's shoulder to get her to calm down as well, since she was breathing rapidly and shaking. Carolyn smiled at the children as she said "I apologize for Gilbert here, he's been always been so uptight like this."
"Oh, thank you. We're quite allright now." said Klaus.
Sunny looked up at Carolyn and squealed "Geeo." which meant "She's so nice and pretty." Klaus grinned and tickled Sunny a little bit under her chin, making her giggle.
"Is she okay?" Carolyn asked, pointing to Violet. Klaus and Sunny turned around and realized Violet had her face buried in her hands, crying and shaking.
"Violet, what's wrong?" Klaus asked in a concerned voice.
Violet wiped tears away from her eyes and said "That fire…it brought back horrible memories."
"Oh please, what kind of memories could that stir up?" Gilbert said.
At that the ghost of a bellhop materialized next to the elevator and said "Hey, trying being nice for once."
"Stay out of this, stooge. This doesn't concern you." Gilbert said to the bellhop. The bellhop stormed over to Gilbert and began arguing with him about how he was not going to take being treated like this anymore.
Carolyn immediately stepped between them and cried out "Stop it; you're making a bad impression on these children."
"Yeah, listen to your girlfriend." a child's voice said as the ghost of a little girl took form. She had blonde curls and wore a cute pink dress covered with ribbons and had poofy sleeves.
"Sally and Carolyn are right. Besides, I'm sick of fighting with you anyway." the bellhop said to Gilbert.
In a huff, Gilbert said "Fine, I'll shut up." and sat down on a nearby chair, sulking. Sally, Carolyn and the bellhop looked at Gilbert for a while to be sure he was serious about shutting up, then turned their attention to the Baudelaires.
"So, what did that fire remind you of?" Sally asked them.
Violet, still a little emotional, took Klaus' hand for support and said "It's how our parents died."
Sally was shocked at what Violet said. She could never imagine losing her parents in such a horrendous way, even though she herself had not seen her parents in almost 60 years. "I'm so sorry to hear that." she said. She looked at Carolyn and the bellhop and asked "Dewey, Carolyn, is there anything we can do to make them feel better?"
"I don't know, maybe they'll feel better if they tell us the story of what happened." Dewey said. Sally and Carolyn nodded in agreement and even Gilbert came over, interested in what everyone was talking about.
Klaus and Violet perked up at what Dewey said. They, as well as Sunny, had been holding inside their feelings about their miserable lives ever since the fire and their first encounter with Count Olaf. Since Mr. Poe never believed them anyway when they tried to tell him something important, it was no use talking to him about anything. But even though Dewey, Carolyn, Sally, and Gilbert were ghosts, they wanted to hear their story and listen to what they had to say. And that meant so much to the Baudelaires; finally someone would hear them out. "Yeah, we'll tell our story." Klaus said.
"Please do tell, we're listening." Carolyn said, eager to hear what interesting tales they were going to talk about.