FINAL TRIAL

[whimsicalism]

[Alice eventually in, her own stilted way, tells everyone they should head to the elevator. The Storyteller was waiting for them.

How the teacup actually gets to the court room this time is up to anyone's guess but there's a slight difference now. All of the podiums are blank. You can stand where you'd like.

Maybe she just thought you'd all die from the monsters. Nursery Rhyme doesn't look happy when you arrive, either.]

Just what were you doing in there?! Well, I suppose that can be this trial. Discuss what you found first. Then we can see what the outcome of this round is.

Comments

[imozon]

[..........

Dark Dream falls to her knees, holding the book to her chest.]

[octopups]

[And Amdi, whose expression softened the moment Nursery Rhyme began to cry, creeps up to nose the book gently.]

Is she...?

[whimsicalism]

[The pages rustle but it looks like that's all she can do now.]

[imozon]

I think she's still alive, but...

[She doesn't finish that sentence.]

[xxxx_me]

[Hand on her shoulder.]

Dream... Are you okay?

[imozon]

[It takes her a moment to respond, and when she does, it's quietly.]

Me, too.