FINAL INVESTIGATION

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It’s Wednesday morning, and when the 8 remaining guest wake up, they’re greeted to a soft song playing in the distance. Even with the stress of the past few months, the song helps puts the living guests at east, a beam of hope in the dark times.

As the guests go to investigate the noise, they will find themselves heading to the casino. On a nearby card table, there is a pigeon with a key in their mouth, they’re docile enough to let you pet them if you want, but don’t expect them to stay around for long. As soon as all either guests enter the room, they drop the key and fly away.

A small note is attached to it, reading:]

I wish I could help more, but this key should help aid you on the journey that lies ahead of you. I believe in you all.

-Walt

[When they look for the door the key works on, they’ll quickly realize that there’s a locked door near the back of the casino, the key is a perfect match for it. When they open the door, they are greeted by a stream of moving carriages, Doombuggies, as it were, heading towards an inky black tunnel. It’s not exactly the most… normal way to investigate the mansion, but according to Walt this is the best bet you guys have.

As the remaining guests get inside the Doombuggies, they’ll find that the dark tunnel seems to stretch on forever, and you can feel them slowly go down, down, down. You might start to wonder how this tunnel even fits into this mansion, but this mansion never fit into normal reality, has it?

Eventually, as the Doombuggies take you further and further down, the guests will start to notice a branching path in front of them, either through sheer coincidence or some presence guiding the guests, they will find that no matter what they do, they’ll find themselves evenly split, going through the separate forks in the track.

It keeps going until soon, the ride comes to a sudden stop. A voice is heard through the halls.]

Playful spooks have interrupted our tour, please stay seated in your... Doombuggy. We will proceed in just a moment.

[But no matter how long they wait, the “ride” doesn’t start back up again. While it’s still dark down here, there’s enough light to make out a passageway besides the buggies, no matter which path the guest ended up taking.

Investigate?]

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[grimgrinningghosts]

[In contrast, the pathway here is a lot nicer. It almost looks luxurious, as though it were a hotel. Though there might be a seemingly endless number of doors in the hallway (about 999 if you can count), they might be able to hear a calm voice that sounds to be coming from one of the rooms.]

By each spot the most unholy—
In each nook most melancholy,—

[kindaruledatit]

[.....Alright? She was expecting far more horrifying imagery, but. This is fine. Heck, after the drab decor of the mansion, she was more then happy to see a change of style.

And yet, her grip on her axe does not falter.

She steps evenly down the hall, looking at the many doors until she gets to the one they can hear the voice through. Carefully, she presses her ear to it, trying to decipher who the voice belongs to.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It doesn't seem to be any recognizable voice, it's a very gentlemanly male voice, who speaks to themselves.]

There the traveller meets, aghast,
Sheeted Memories of the Past—
Shrouded forms that start and sigh
As they pass the wanderer by—
White-robed forms of friends long given,
In agony, to the Earth—and Heaven.

[toogoodforhim]

[...Well then.]

That's...ominous.

[He sneezes, a small, restrained, kitten-like "he-tchu" noise.]

[kindaruledatit]

[Okay, it's admittedly a nice little song, even if she has no idea what it has to do with anything.

Is the door unlocked? Because if so, then she's going to try and crack it open a bit to peer in.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It is!

...She will notice that from peeking in, the voice seems to be coming from a record player placed on a table inside.]

[kindaruledatit]

[.....This is still way better then she was expecting. What did they do to deserve this?]

It's... it's okay. [She starts, actually opening the door now and stepping in. What's this place look like anyway?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[It's ornate...if nothing else. It's gaudy and green, and seems to be filled with all sorts of useless knock knacks. Most obvious is the giant masks mounted to the wall - but there are a few other things you can take a look at it in here.

Vincent Price's lovely voice continues on the record:]

For the heart whose woes are legion
’T is a peaceful, soothing region—
For the spirit that walks in shadow
’T is—oh, ’t is an Eldorado!

[kindaruledatit]

[Well, Wendy is usually the first to notice the most obvious things.

She goes to check out the giant masks first. Serenade her, Vincent Price.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[The middle one is huge, roughly Oogie's side, and the other four that surround it are smaller - around Wall-E's size. They look as though they could be used for voodoo.]

[kindaruledatit]

[LETS NOT AND SAY WE DID

Well, unless the masks are suddenly going to leap up and start singing at them, she's going to check out some of the knick knacks in here.

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Looks like Lefou got there first.

[toogoodforhim]

[Since Wendy's got the masks covered let's take a look at the next most obvious thing. ...Whatever it may be.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Theres a table in the corner, that has some of the aforementioned knickknacks on it. Investigate closer?]

[toogoodforhim]

[Hell ye what's on the table

Last time he went up to a table with knick knacks on it he pissed off a teapot]

[kindaruledatit]

[Hey lebro. It's Wendy! Coming over from over here.]

Found some creepy giant masks. How bout you?

[chainbroke]

[ hey dad what's going in here ]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[I'm so glad you guys are enjoying yourselves while the other team is going into despair.

The most prominent thing on the table is a strange model of some kind of home.]

[toogoodforhim]

Oh, look at this! What a cute little house!

[Someone tell him what a dollhouse is please.]

[kindaruledatit]

Huh. Cute little dollhouse.

[Peers into it. This is probably the nicest thing they're going to see all day.

Hope there's no tiny dead bodies in here.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[No tiny dead bodies, thank god. The model depicts a family in their house, featuring dated (for Wendy) technology.]

[chainbroke]

[ peering in... ]

Oh, it's a little family...

[ how dated are we talking? ]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[An American family around like...the 1920s.]

[kindaruledatit]

[Oh the horror, look at that old technology, not a smartphone in sight.

Still, she gives the little model a once over for the sake of not missing anything that might be important. Like Tinkerbell's corpse. Or a hidden machine gun.]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[There are blueprints on the wall behind the model.]