FOURTH TRIAL

[splitaseam]

[To what I'm sure is everyone's joy after a sad investigation like that, after everyone reaches the Stretching Room, Oogie's voice can be heard.]

Is this haunted room actually stretching? Or is it just your imagination?

[Well at least he's honoring Ghostave's memory, except he starts laughing, almost tauntingly, after he says that.

In the very least the graveyard seems identical, with three new epitaphs for our dearly departed.

Here lies Lea
Slaying bugs he made a name
And got sent to the deadliest game

Here lies WALL-E
They were our dearest friend
But that didn’t help them in the end

Here lies Tarzan?
????
?????


... Ok then.

Oogie speaks before everyone can get to their tombstones.]

Don't keep me waiting!

Comments

[terribibble]

Could be, but black oil usually means it's been used.

[Hhhhghhhh this isn't fitting together logically and he doesn't like it]

[aboyandhiscar]

In that case, where can oil even be found in this place? Sure ain't any cars around.

[outsidethecircle]

This might be kind of weird but... what about power tools? Or some kind of machine?

That would explain the oil and the sawdust, wouldn't it?

[aboyandhiscar]

We have power tools here? [WHY HAS NO ONE TOLD HIM???]

I mean, maybe. Anything in the rooms that could break and leak?

[outsidethecircle]

Well, uh, no but I don't know. I'm just throwing out ideas.

[terribibble]

[Okay look y'all he's usually the one leaping to wild conclusions but]

Sometimes the most obvious thing's the right one. He wasn't... in the best shape. It might not be motor oil or anythin' like that but it probably came off him all the same.

[He was going to offer to give him a tune-up and a cleanup, too. He just never really figured out how to ask a sentient robot if that would be welcome or appropriate.]

I didn't see too much on him but I was also, ah. I was also focusin' other places.