THIRD TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ Once all the needed information has been pulled from the PARTY ZONE and nearby echelons, Davy Jones once again does his rounds to collect everyone and bring them to the theatre. ]

You are all familiar with this procedure by now, step quickly!

[ And with the blast of the organ, down the elevator starts to go, into the bowels of the ship below. Things darken and then, as before, you hear a song from the crew of the Dutchman drifting predatory below. ]

Take yer places, all of ye.

[ The circle of podiums remains, two more podiums rusted over and aged. Jones takes his place, meanwhile, looking out the window at the sea.

The shanty dies down, and the atmosphere darkens.

Welcome to your third trial. ]

Comments

[leaveittomother]

That is a good question.

[guffawsungraciously]

It would be one thing if the glass had blood on it, but it did not, did it...?

[scouserer]

Well, after you die, your bleeding slows or stops altogether. Your heart stops pumping blood, so it just sits...inside. If the chandelier landed on after he had died, there might not have been any blood to clean up.

[Don't ask how he knows....]

[ltcommandroid]

That was the case. Only the neck wound showed any signs of bleeding.

[scouserer]

[Constantine nods.]

Sylvando probably would've been long dead by the time the chandelier was dropped.

[guffawsungraciously]

Oh, certainly. That does not answer the question as to why they felt the need to clean it up, though.

[onlyyoucan]

Right. I didn't see anything strange on it, aside from it just being there.

[scouserer]

As mentioned before, it's possible they had glass shards on their clothes and needed to clean up before they spread it anywhere else.

[Wait--]

Was the only blood was beneath the chandelier?