Hall of Infinite Doors
Floating closer, you ponder how exactly it is that you should go about this. Is it enough to float through him, or do you have to fly into his mouth? After all, it varies from movie to movie. You decide to play it safe, and enter through his mouth.
You start with your feet, so you're able to watch his body twitch slightly as you lower yourself in through his mouth. The kid looks up in confusion, but says nothing.
"Don't worry, just a slight chill," you lie, using the man's mouth. You make him set the paper down, and walk him over to the bathroom.
You've got a lot of nerve, ghost. Unable to control his body, the man talks to you through his thoughts. I'm a ghost hunter! Once I manage to get you out of me, I'm going to destroy you!
"Yeah, yeah," you say aloud. "I really don't care. I'm going to have some fun first." After making him open several of the cabinet doors, you find what you were looking for: a woman's make-up kit.
Though it takes a bit of guesswork to determine the use of each container, and though you have to listen to the man make a lot of threats, you succeed in giving the man a layer of make-up thicker than that of a clown.
You make the man walk back into the living room. The little kid's jaw drops. "Son," you say, "Sometimes a man just has to feel pretty." The kid nods, and doesn't even put up an arguement as you lead him back to the bathroom, giving him a full makeover plus a cute ribbon.
You take a few pictures of the man and the kid, using a camera that you found on an endtable.
You soon discover that it's getting harder to move the man's limbs. You're in trouble now, he screams. The man falls to the ground in a coughing fit, forcefully removing you from his body. Grabbing a gun from his belt, he shoots you with a green ray of light.
You scream as each particle that composes your existance slowly dissolves.
You start with your feet, so you're able to watch his body twitch slightly as you lower yourself in through his mouth. The kid looks up in confusion, but says nothing.
"Don't worry, just a slight chill," you lie, using the man's mouth. You make him set the paper down, and walk him over to the bathroom.
You've got a lot of nerve, ghost. Unable to control his body, the man talks to you through his thoughts. I'm a ghost hunter! Once I manage to get you out of me, I'm going to destroy you!
"Yeah, yeah," you say aloud. "I really don't care. I'm going to have some fun first." After making him open several of the cabinet doors, you find what you were looking for: a woman's make-up kit.
Though it takes a bit of guesswork to determine the use of each container, and though you have to listen to the man make a lot of threats, you succeed in giving the man a layer of make-up thicker than that of a clown.
You make the man walk back into the living room. The little kid's jaw drops. "Son," you say, "Sometimes a man just has to feel pretty." The kid nods, and doesn't even put up an arguement as you lead him back to the bathroom, giving him a full makeover plus a cute ribbon.
You take a few pictures of the man and the kid, using a camera that you found on an endtable.
You soon discover that it's getting harder to move the man's limbs. You're in trouble now, he screams. The man falls to the ground in a coughing fit, forcefully removing you from his body. Grabbing a gun from his belt, he shoots you with a green ray of light.
You scream as each particle that composes your existance slowly dissolves.
