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IF YOU CHOOSE TOWN HALL OR WEEPING FOREST:

Your walk through the fog makes you feel colder step by step, inch by inch. At last, fighting through masses of unknown creatures, creatures who continuously talk about home, you reach a strange landmark.

A single tattered flag rising from the ground. On it is a very familiar symbol, a carved pumpkin emblazoned with an A. Amityville.

You walk over to the flag, but there's nothing else in sight. What does this mean? What could it mean. Warily, you look around for clues, hints, but the fog is too thick, it is hard to see anything. Oddly enough, as you search around further, you hear a vague buzzing noise, similar to something building an electric charge-

- There is a loud ZAP and you black out immediately.

When you wake up, you realize you are tied, rather primitively actually, bound by thick ropes, feet and neck coiled with chains. You seem to be in a series of what look like underground caverns, the lighting dim and shallow, a few figures milling around. One of them is looking straight at you, and takes a step forward.

You do no recognize them at all, an undead carrying a thick set of chains and what looks like a primitive helmet. He strides towards you, and sticks the helmet over you head, staring at you suspiciously. A grunt. "So you can't log out, while we interrogate you." In his spare hand is a weapon, a rusted broken saw. He leans closer with the weapon-

- "Wait! I'll do this." Another much smaller figure leans over, except this one is very familiar: the tattered blue scarf and general washed out appearance did nothing to hide that this was a certain school secretary. He looked extremely worn out, expression both suspicious and haunted as he leaned closer towards you, traces of recognition in his eyes. "Who are you?"

"The are spies." Grunted the other, unwavering. "We shall torture them, kill them from the inside out, like they have done to us. It does not matter what the spies look like."

They sighed, recoiling backwards. "You are right. These students died years ago."

You quickly scan around you, noting the drab landscape, the survivors looking at you curiously. Yes, survivors, you are looking at the last few remaining survivors of Halloween. A few questions cross your mind.

a) You ask about where you are and the status of Halloween/ what is going on

b) You ask about who has survived. You begin to rattle off names, places.

c) You call the secretary out by name. You mention the Trials, and the last time you saw them.

The team wakes up to find that they aren't in Amityville any longer! Or are they? According to the surrounding land marks, they were exactly where Amityville should have been, but there was nothing but a lonely barren waste. A nearby drill appears to be destroying the very fabric of their world, and observing this drill are two very oddly out-of-place halloweeners..

CHECKERED CATS: Are quite suspicious! The team hides behind a rock out of sight to wait for the two unfamiliar Halloweeners to leave.

The suspicious Halloweeners say some very suspicious things. They appear to move off, heading in the direction of Town Hall....

A nearby notice reads: "THIS SECTOR HAS BEEN CLAIMED AND IS UNDER THE SUPERVISION OF DEUS EX MACHINA AS OF 12/31/1999."

CHECKERED CATS: Continue to suspect! They decide they should check out the remains of the Weeping Forest nearby.