The prince rides to the base of the tower, dismounts, calls out:
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
let down thy hair,
that I may climb
thy golden stair."
Hair comes down, he climbs to the window, looks inside.
Her desiccated corpse lies on the bed, eyes glaring red, surrounded by a seething mass of hair that reaches for him. The hair he climbed wraps around his waist and drags him inside.
"You always promise, but you never take me anywhere," she says, "And I'm hungry."
Then there are just horrible eating sounds and screaming.
"Rapunzel, Rapunzel,
let down thy hair,
that I may climb
thy golden stair."
Hair comes down, he climbs to the window, looks inside.
Her desiccated corpse lies on the bed, eyes glaring red, surrounded by a seething mass of hair that reaches for him. The hair he climbed wraps around his waist and drags him inside.
"You always promise, but you never take me anywhere," she says, "And I'm hungry."
Then there are just horrible eating sounds and screaming.
