Second Trial

[rech]

[Once everyone makes it the portrait gallery again, they will hear Randall's voice echo through the room.]

I'm not sure what everyone expected. There are a lot of children here and given the situation it was only a matter of time they started dying.

[Charming.

The floor descends once again as Randall begins his speech.]

Our tour begins here in this gallery where you gaze upon the sweet innocence of youth. Ah, but things are not always as they seem. Can it be this room is actually stretching? And notice this: this chamber has no windows and no doors, which offers you this chilling challenge… to find a way out.

Of course, there’s always my way.

[The floor stops again and doors open to the trial room.

At least the trial room doesn't look terribly different, although there are strange burn marks in the summoning circle now. And now, along with Mim, now Woody and Noby's podium has a lit candle and a voodoo doll resembling them (which is perhaps a little redundant in Woody's case).

Randall is already standing within the summoning circle, holding his stick with Facilier's head on it.]

Now then, I hope everyone has fun today.

[Trial Start]

Comments

[lostbutnotaboy]

[Shock of all shocks, Jane isn't writing anything.

She's crumpled at her podium, one hand gripping her coat, the other in a white-knuckle hold with Kim's.

There's nothing she can do now. It's going to happen all over again.]

[hasit]

I'm sorry, Jane.

[Leia's voice is small, and soft, and sad. Not the usual commanding tone.]

Truly. Forgive us.

[lostbutnotaboy]

[She doesn't look up, she almost doesn't seem to register that Leia's there.

She just continues to sob, tears staining her sleeve.]

...I want to go home. I miss my mother...

[She never got to apologize.]

[hasit]

[There's nothing she can say to that, so all she does is curl a protective arm around Jane. It's the least she can do.]

[lostbutnotaboy]

[It just makes her cry harder. Maybe because it reminds her of what Wendy would do when she felt bad.

Mother, Danny.]

My... My mother is Wendy Darling. I-if you ever see her, please... tell her I'm sorry. My little brother Danny, too.

[hasit]

I'll tell her, Jane. I promise. I'll tell her.

[faciliheir]

[quietly off to the side holy fuck]

[doopdoll]

Jane...

When I get home, the first thing I'm gonna do is go find a time machine somewhere, and stop this from ever happening. And then me and my dinosaur can take you home to your mom, okay?

[lostbutnotaboy]

Your di- [Oh. Of course, she almost forgot.]

That... would be very nice of you, Molly. Thank you.

[pinkflip]

[ Well, at the end of all this, Kim's still clinging very tightly to Jane's hand. She hasn't voted. She didn't. But Leia voted for her.

There are so many things she wishes she could say. She wishes she could go back and comfort her properly, and-

Well, she wishes she'd never fallen asleep last night. ]

J- Jane. Jane, I-I'm so sorry.

[lostbutnotaboy]

[Jane doesn't say anything.

Whenever she's free of Leia's hug, she's clamping onto Kim, arms wrapping around her torso.

Hope you don't mind the front of your clothes getting a bit wet.]

[pinkflip]

[ And...

There really is nothing she can say, is she? To make this better.

She can just return the hug, for as long as she can. ]