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]

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[sorrydoods]

[But he doesn't even fall to his knees before he realizes it's all real. All too painfully, horribly real. He just watched...two of his friends...two of his closest friends...die, in painful, horrible, bloody ways. And he couldn't do anything about it.

He curls up into a ball on the floor, tears flowing from his eyes as his body shutters with every sob. If you get close enough, you might hear him say something.]

I'm sorry...I'm so, so sorry...