FIFTH TRIAL

[splitaseam]

[As the Stretching Room descends, there is a long pause before Oogie says anything.]

What? You wanna 'nother speech? You ain't getting one!

[New day, brand new epitaphs for our dearly departed awaiting in this graveyard.

Here lies Demyx
All he wanted was a heart
But he ended up torn apart

Here lies Kiara
Our most beloved kitty
Now ready to sit pretty

Here lies Tip
She wanted to think ahead
And ended up torn to shreds

Only a dozen of you guys left, think you can figure out whodunit?]

Come on, I ain't gettin any younger here!

Comments

[grimgrinningghosts]

[While they don't seem to come from the exact same object, the type of glass is an exact match. They both seem to belong to lightbulbs!]

[amadeusrockette]

These are the same type of glass. There weren't lightbulbs missing in the trophy room, right?

[kindaruledatit]

...I, uh, didn't think to check.

[WHOOPS] It didn't look like anything was broken though.

[amadeusrockette]

And the glass you found wasn't bloody, right?

[JUST . . . MAKING SURE WE DIDN'T SKIN A LION WITH LIGHTBULBS . . .]

[kindaruledatit]

Oh, no. It wasn't. I checked for that.