[color=bc8dbf]"Hell yeah, Michael-kun! Ikou!" Meora nods in agreement when the zombies have been taken care of. She turns and runs into the hotel.
Ammi gives Michael a warm smile before turning and hurrying after Meora. Inside, she quickly tries to scent out anyone familiar.
"I think Felixter is down that hall." Ammi says finally. Both of them run in that direction.
"Man...I really hope some of our other friends get here soon." Meora comments on the way there.
"So do I. If things are getting this bad here...I worry what they might be doing to our friends back home..." Ammi murmurs with concern.
Nimika doesn't seem too worried or surprised by the appearance of the angry Fedora-man, until she suddenly feels her windpipe being strangled. Felixter uses the chance to get himself up, and race off to find his sister. Nimika watches with a smile.
"He'll...never..." She croaks. Then, she goes limp. A black apparition with raspberry-colores eyes floats out of the body, and disappears through the ceiling with laughter.
The body Fedora-man is choking turns into someone completely different from Nimika- a random demon woman she probably picked off of the street and killed for the body.
Inside of the dining hall, Kiroketsu has turned completely grayish-white, and his eyes have closed. A few seconds later, his figure flickers like a hologram, and disappears altogether.
"G-GYAAAAAAH! STOP THIS MADNESS! LET ME GO!" The screaming from outside behind the hotel is coming from the witch in green.
The shadows stand beneath her, having tied her up in shadow ropes and dangled her upside down from a fairly high tree branch. Amber holds a large frying pan and some odd kind of gun, while Clancy holds onto a butcher knife bigger than his own head and a gun that looks the same as hers.
"NO! You will play our game by our rules." Amber huffs.
"W-what are the rules?!" Natasha hisses.
"WHAT COLOR IS THE NUMBER H?" Amber demands.
"W-what even-" Natasha begins.
"WRONG!" Amber aims the gun at her, and it shoots a waffle with a face at her at a high speed. It flops onto the ground, and Natasha is left blinking it utter bewilderment.
"No, no, Amber! We have to ask her about the Master's plans and all that junk, not our own questions!" Clancy says. "Here, watch me. NATTIE...DOES THE MASTER'S PLAN HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH WHAT COLOR THE NUMBER H IS?!"
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE QUESTION!" Natasha shouts back.
"WRONG!" Clancy announces, and shoots her with his gun. His gun shoots muffins with faces at her instead.[/color]