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Final Trial

[After everyone is done investigating the rooms, they will hear a faint creeek from the mansion’s entrance. Once they heads towards the noise they will discover a set of stairs leading to the basement that definitely weren’t there earlier.

Once they head downstairs, they will find themselves in a long hallway that seems to stretch out forever. It doesn’t, luckily, but eventually the hallway ends at a large empty room, with just a throne in the center.

The living guests will immediately realize they're not alone because King Dice is here already laying across the throne and smoking a cigar. He grins at the survivors and stand up.]

Well congrats, kids! I must say I’m impressed that that you managed to get down here alive, considering who was leading ya.

Now, I’m sure y’all have a lot of questions about what’s going on but I gotta settle something first:

[He looks directly at Michael.]

Mikey, I believe we have to finish our arrangement now.

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I ain't lyin'. This weed has gotten me through a lotta hard times!

It made Audrey murder a unicorn!

[He shrugs.]

Oh well, death happens sometimes.

Like what.

My life ain't none of your business.

It is if you're telling me garbage space weed will improve my life with, like. No proof except your own life.

Edited (that was a lot of nonsense typos) 2018-07-21 23:27 (UTC)

And it's improved it! I feel so much better now that I'm on it!

How many innocent magical creatures have YOU murdered?

That's anecdotal. I want hard evidence it's improved somebody's life, because Michael's a weenie now and Audrey murdered a unicorn so forgive me if I don't believe those are exceptions to the rule.