Night 63: Main Hallway 2-West

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Bursting through the stairwell, the young boy ran into the hallway with the intention to beat on something, but the sound of the intercom froze Goku in place. That voice! He knew that voice better than anyone now. A stubby hand unsheathed his red staff, wide black eyes narrowing. It seemed to come from all around him and Goku had a hard time catching up as he spun around in a dizzying circle, threatening the empty darkness.

"Show yourself, you demon! Give me back my friend!" He sniffed the air, trying to find where he was, but Landel was nowhere to be smelled. He was like some kind of evil voice wizard.

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Baffled, Woody could only follow after the pipsqueak, hoping that he didn't blunder right into the middle of a giant monster attack. More importantly, though, did he just say something about someone dying!?

"Hey, hold up a second--!"

But they were interrupted by the intercom, which immediately sent the kid into a rage. Between some of the static and the child's yelling, he couldn't make out as much of the message as he would have liked. But there was something about Doyleton, an idiot named Snow (Snow? What kind of name was that?), and a mess in the Entry Room.

"Landel isn't here," he cut in, doing his best not to sound too annoyed. The kid probably just didn't know any better. And if someone had sewn a bunch of monkey parts onto him, maybe he wasn't entirely sane, either. The kid probably couldn't even help himself.

"Why don't you tell me more about your friend?" Woody added, quieter this time, so he could give the boy something more productive to focus on. "Are you sure she's...actually dead?"

He hated that the words even had to leave his mouth, but there was no getting around it right then.

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"Yes! I held her! I.. I shook her! I shook her hard and she just didn't wake up! My friend said it wasn't my fault, but I was the one that... hit her. And that guy--Landel! He was there! He tricked me into killin' her!" He clenched his fists tightly, thinking about it. Thinking about Landel's neck within those clenched fists.

"They're keepin' her up here and I gotta take her back! We can't let 'em put their witchy claws on her!" Even though Goku was so small, his fiery determination, the resolution on his cute, chubby face, had a way of inspiring great optimism or at the very least foolishness.

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"You killed her?" Woody furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "Wait, hold on--"

The kid wasn't making any sense. Why were they fighting in the first place? And why had he hit her so hard that she had died? He figured the little guy could pack a punch if he wanted, but it was hard to imagine that he could do anything lethal.

Maybe he'd just had a nightmare and wasn't thinking clearly. As much as Woody hated seeing a child so upset, he knew that was better than his story being true.

At any rate, letting him wander off on his own wasn't a good idea. "All right, all right, we can look for her," he assured him, deciding to humor the boy for now. "Do you know where they're, they're--" Woody shook his head, unsure of how to even word what he wanted to say. "Uhh, keeping her?"

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"Yeah, 'course!" he said as if it should be common knowledge. "I can smell her. It's weird... dead people smell different, but she doesn't! She's smells exactly the same. strange, huh?"

Turning around, the young boy sniffed at the air to get another lead. It seemed to come from the hallway in front of them. "C'mon, she's down this way!" Goku pointed like a hound dog and waddled off, tail wagging back and forth in his excitement for a fight.

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