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You two better not move a muscle and wait for Carmella’s suspicions to die down, it’s the smart play. Slowly and methodically, Carmella investigates every nook and cranny inside. This amount of caution allows you two to circumvent her movement with relative ease. And thankfully, you have been able to pull Oliver out of the way when it seemed inevitable that the worst best friend ever would’ve touched him. Those close calls were nerve inducing, but now they’re all in the past.
Carmella’s frustration is maximized now that her investigation has resulted in nothing, which —in her mind— means there’s only one explanation.
“Billy… What’s the trick?” Carmella glares at the man who the moon likes to shine on.
“Y-You didn’t find anything?” Billy is very concerned for his safety.
“Take a wild guess!” Carmella frowns. “You men are all pathetic liars.”
“Mella, my sweet diamond eyes, listen to me. Only the truth escapes these lips. There’s an explanation for this, baby.” Billy doesn’t want his captor to lose faith.
“I’m listening, sideburns.” Carmella really wants to believe Billy despite everything.
“Ghosts. This place turned into a paranormal dance floor!” Mr. Buonanotte reveals his theory.
“Ghosts, really?” Carmella scoffs at him. “Horse shit.”
“YES! IT’S SO OBVIOUS NOW!” Linda appears out of nowhere. “I-I mean to say, there’s weight to your man’s words, Carmella. We’ve both had atypical experiences lately. This place must be haunted by the dead!”
“It's just been you, you whale.” Carmella doesn’t seem to agree in the slightest.
“Tch, only the blind could ignore evidence this clear.” Linda rolls her eyes. “We must cleanse the apartment before I lose my mind.”
“That’s reality, your mind is fried, fatso. It’s more likely there’s a flame user here than this ghost trash.” The evil four-eyes is at odds with these two. “But what’s even more likely is that this human garbage is lying to us again. Linda, go in there.”
“Excuse me?” Linda is confused.
“Make sure nothing is off with the cage now.” Carmella opens the door of the cage. “You twitch one muscle, Billy, and I swear to god that I’m going to break your kneecaps.”
“D-Duly noted, baby.” Billy won’t even move.
Carmella opens the cage’s door, Linda sighs and walks into it...
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Steal the Key and push Carmella inside too. [Normal Roll][Courage Based]
>Pull Billy out and get out of here. [Normal Roll][Athletics Based]
>Knock out Carmella now that she’s distracted. [Easy Roll][Courage Based]
>Act like you’re a ghost haunting this apartment. [No Roll]
>Stay put. Don’t do anything yet. [No Roll]
>Write In.
