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Final trial
[After everyone is done investigating/disabling an alien, they will hear a quiet click near the staircase. When they approach the staircase, they will find that there’s a whole new set of stairs, going even further down.
The stairs go deep down, and it takes while before there’s any end in sight, but eventually they reach door. Behind it is a large, completely gray room. If it weren’t for the massive table and strange podium sitting in the middle of the room, the guests would be instantly shocked by how empty it is otherwise. But the feeling of emptiness grows the longer they stay in the room.
The door closes behind them when they all enter the room. If they look, there is a similarly gray tv set sitting at the end of the table, right in front of the podium. Despite it’s age, there is a VHS player connected to it.
Well it sure is lucky you have a VHS tape on you, right?]
The stairs go deep down, and it takes while before there’s any end in sight, but eventually they reach door. Behind it is a large, completely gray room. If it weren’t for the massive table and strange podium sitting in the middle of the room, the guests would be instantly shocked by how empty it is otherwise. But the feeling of emptiness grows the longer they stay in the room.
The door closes behind them when they all enter the room. If they look, there is a similarly gray tv set sitting at the end of the table, right in front of the podium. Despite it’s age, there is a VHS player connected to it.
Well it sure is lucky you have a VHS tape on you, right?]
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...It's always been all of us together. I never wanted to do anything that would have made things worse for everyone.
[Being stared down by an angry chipmunk doesn't help him keep eye contact. But he does.]
That's literally all I know. We're in some sort of Purgatory, and I don't even know 'how' or 'why'.
[He gestures loosely with his arms. There you go, Chip.]
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You've got a lot of making up to do to make me trust you again.
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[At the very least.]