scary monsters ~endless halloween night~ 3-14 "down below"

[mandytl]

 

 

Location: The Other Dimension - Hollow Graveyard

Ghosts: Urgh. They’re too strong… *slump*.

Rook: No hard feelings, my friends. We’re merely in a hurry to our destination.

Trey: It’s amazing how you can just nonchalantly call someone you beat up a friend.

Sebek: Mm? There’s a mausoleum over yonder.

Let’s take a look inside! They could’ve dropped mirror shards in their flight.

They step into a blinding white nothing.

Sebek: Kgh! This is…!

Location: The Other Dimension - Bizarre Staircase

Rook: What seems to be another passing fancy of the Ghost Realm!

Trey: Nothing about this place surprises me anymore.

Though it’s hard to tell whether we’re going up or going down. You think there’s some magic trick to this that’s misleading us?

Rook: I’ll go head first, gentlemen, so keep your eyes on my back and not your feet. That way nothing should catch us unawares as we—

???: Sniff, sniff… sob…

Rook: Hm? I can hear something. Such sorrowful cries…

???: Waaah… waaah…

Sebek: Crying? Is it a child?

Trey: No… no, this voice belongs to—

Look! Down below!

Deuce: I’m tiiiiireeed! Mamaaaa~!

Trey: It’s Deuce!

Deuce: I fell and got an owie and it hurts. I hate this. Sniff, sniff…

Trey: H-Hey. What’s the matter with you…? Did the tumble injure you super bad?! Where does it hurt?!

Deuce: My nose hurts… sniff, sob…

Sebek: Your nose…? That’s all? It’s just a little red from a scrape.

Stop acting like a child!!! 

Deuce: Eek! That loud voice hurts my ears! Help me, Mamaaa!!

Sebek: Quit your bawling already!!! GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF!!!

Rook: What a deafening exchange! My ears are starting to ring.

Trey: Something’s not right here.

The Deuce I know wouldn’t whine like a kid. If anything, he’s got tremendous patience.

Deuce: MAAAMAAAAAAA!

Trey: There’s no way he’d be sobbing for his mom’s help!

Sebek: Ugh… Cease that flailing about at once! Your snot’ll fly everywhere!

Rook: Curses…

Trey: What’s wrong, Rook?!

Rook: I folded out my handkerchief and sat on it back at the graveyard.

It’s too filthy to wipe his face with!

Trey: Is this really the time?!

Deuce: Handkerchief? Are you gonna stuff it in my mouth and kidnap me…?!

I’m scared! Save me, Maamaaaaaa!

Trey: Talk about fast on your feet! That’s Track & Field for you, I guess…

We might never find him again if he gets away! We’ve got to catch him!

Rook: Oui!