Seventh Trial

[candlelightsflicker]

[Once again the stretching room descends and the Hatbox Ghost seems impatient.]

Ugh where's that Serling guy's stupid death elevator when you need it? This is taking forever.

[But soon enough you arrive in the trial room, now with Freddie and Jyn's voodoo dolls on their podiums. And your 100% new friend Hatbox Ghost is there too!] 

If you guys don't all die next week, I'm installing the death elevator.

[TRIAL START]

Comments

[stanbyme]

...Toss it over. We gotta teach you how to layer, Soos.

[sorrydoods]

Yes sir.

[And off goes the sweater (sorry to anyone that didn't wanna see that), revealing a giant hole in th-nah, it's not damaged at all.]

[stanbyme]

[Stan definitely looks the sweater over thoroughly, using his fingers to spread the knit apart to check for hidden tears.]

You're good. Thanks.

[sorrydoods]

[Nods and give a clearly stressed smile]

No problem.