>>12573511"The temperature took an extreme drop during our sail, even though we were out under the hot sun, this was because we weren't near the ocean after all, it too, was part of the Dream Mist's powers. This is also why there were more birds than usual circling the boat."
"The second the Dream Mist hit us, the murderer revealed his true intentions. He had converted the ship into an
airship, and using the map, flew us throughout the sky to the floating island, of Avoguanos. This explains the temperature drop, as due to the chillier winds in the sky, as well as the birds."
"We have not been in the ocean, or anywhere near it, since the play began. We were never on Glavacados, we were on Avoguanos this entire time. The rumors were indeed true, the Fletchlings were the ones left behind on this island, and we've encountered them."
More gasps to add into the jackpot.
"In conclusion, we've been trapped in a dream world surrounded by illusion. And there is but one way to break it."
I grabbed a rock from within the sand, and walked over to Musharna. I've dealt with types like her before, being trapped within dream worlds and whatnot.
I shoved the rock up her icky, Dream Mist-leaking trunk, "The reason Musharna has been keeping to herself is because she's been milked of her Dream Mist to keep our illusions alive. She's been constantly walking around the ship, and the beach, to ensure that they were not broken. This has caused her to become ill, silent, and with only one small stream of Dream Mist left in her that she keeps trying to snort back up."
"I'm about to destroy the dream world."
I shoved the rock up Musharna's trunk, preventing anymore Dream Mist from leaking out.
As soon as I did that, reality began to crumble and fade away. Literally. It all just, cracked and fell around us, kind of like a baseball smashing a living room window.
