FOURTH TRIAL

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[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]

[WOAH]

... You have to let me look at that later.

[If there is a later.]

[aboyandhiscar]

Later. For now, let's use that head of yours.

Before I keep going at it with Demyx, two things ain't adding up. The chess pieces and the billiards table. Why were they there, and how and why did the latter get flipped?

[terribibble]

Well -- hm. The chess pieces. It was just those couple, right, not the whole board or nothin'. Maybe WALL-E had them them with him? He liked to... collect things. Trinkets and the like. And he dropped them when ... when whoever did this started comin' at him.

The billiards table I figured just got knocked over durin' the struggle.

[But that'd still require a lot of strength that most people here just don't have.]

[amadeusrockette]

That seems. [She frowns.] I can't lift a piano.