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Danny heaved herself out of the trash can, and then assisted Amphi out.

She tiredly looked at the phone, and then picked the mermaid ghoul up because Yolo.

"Yeah, let's go home."

Seriously, there were so many wrappers. What the crap was wrong with these people.

Riyo's eyes finally pulled away from the booth, looking up at Deacon in confusion. "I thought... I thought I heard someone say my name." The ghoul replied nervously, removing her hand from the boil momentarily to drop some garbage in the trash can.

And then the trash can grabbed her. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Riyo screeched, her tail bristling out. Nobody can say she didn't go kicking and screaming. "IT SMELLS SO BAD. WHY?!"

So much for serious business.

When Amrita jerked her arm free the first thing she did was ignore Mort to inspect her arm. When it appeared her stitches were all in place, she was happy...but at the same time quite annoyed that she even had to look. Soon she was ready to answer him, but when she looked up she noted that he looked...really strange.

"...Voices?" She repeated, her grey eyes glazing over as she focused more on just listening. After a glance over her shoulder she moved towards the group with a frown, looking between Belladonna and Alex. "You two stayed to clean too, huh?" She may have been inspecting them, just in case they were the pranksters with the fog machine.

Yin was...stunned. The boil actually said his name correctly. It helped him to feel a bit better around him, well, that and seeing him several nights in a row, at an established school event, actually running a booth. He had to be a student for sure.

"I...I am afraid I do not. Nurse Cricket is likely in her office though..." Not that Yin would ever bring her up in conversation. Oh no. "Did you require something of one of them?"

Then, from one of the booths, he heard something. His name. Pronounced flawlessly, just a soft caress of a whisper, something that jolted through him.

Yǐn Cáng.

And for just a moment he froze before he began to hunch defensively, glancing around with wide eyes. Things were...things were definitely off. "Maybe we should look for one," he whispered.

So much for being a mature adult.

Oh look! Friends! Alex pushed aside his dark feelings of bad things were about to happen and made his slow and shuffling way towards Amrita and Mort, catching sight of the familiar red hair of Belladonna's along the way.

"Hey." He said, stopping once he was near enough to do so. "Uh ya, I mean...this place is a mess." Messier then his room even, which was saying a lot. And despite the fact that it had been a long, loooong three days of festivities, the zomboil just wasn't physically tired. No reason for him not to stay and help out, really.

"Do you guys...think that theres something really bizarre going on here? There were these weird footprints, and I thought I heard a voice." The zomboil shifted uncomfortably on his feet and cast a glance back towards the abandoned booth he had just come from.

"I mean, it could have just been a prank I guess...but I didn't recognize the voice at all."

Fright night had just about ended, and Astra was sad to see it go. She had had such a good time duirng it, but now it was over, and she had to clean up. She frowned at this. Why did she have to clean up when the gnomes could do it. The fae wanted to just go back to her dorm and sleep.

But it seemed she had no other choice, so with a sigh she began picking up items of the ground to put into trash cans. As she walked around, she noticed the ever present group of footprints on the ground, but when she turned away and looked back, they were gone. Puzzles, she rubbed her eyes, and then they came back. Or were they in a different place? It was confusing.