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After letting Rambley calm down, I picked up the Lloyd plush and put it in the scanner. Luckily, it accepted the plush and opened the door. I then stepped into the next room. It was a vast graveyard with all sorts of different tombstones. Some were tall, some short, some old, and others new. Some even had overgrowth taking over. Rambley was still grumbling about the toy thing. "Stupid machine. Stupid Lloyd." "Rambley. You will wake the dead with your complaining!" Just then, a cold wind shook the dead trees. A haunting laugh filled the air. "The dead are ALREADY AWAKE..." A skeleton perched atop the most forboding tombstone, its eyes burning with an otherwordly light. "AND YOU'RE ABOUT TO MEET THEM! AHHAHAHAHAHA!" Lightning struck the grave. The skeleton disappeared, leaving behind a bloody flashlight. "I have no idea what just happened," Rambley said. "You and me both." I picked up the flashlight, wiped it off my sweatpants, and then turned towards the giant tombstone. It read:
Bogmire
Lost soul
He will never rest in peace.
"Oh no..." "What is it, Marx? And who IS Bogmire?" Lightning then strikes the tombstone, causing me to get tossed backward like a ragdoll. "Uggh... HOLY SHOTGUN WHAT THE HECK IS THAT!" The ghost was approximately 6 feet tall, had a purple hue, and two long arms without hands. The arms both had drips coming down. The head had a tapered point, the eyes small and yellow, and a mouth that looked torn open. "That Rambley, is Bogmire." Lightning then struck the grave for a THIRD TIME! When my vision cleared, I was inside a circular arena fenced with spikes. It was also floating in the air.
I turned my attention to Rambley and asked, "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I am fine, just a little disoriented. The lightning shocked me," Rambley grinned.
"Now is not the time to make- OH MY GOD IT'S BOGMIRE! OH LAWD, HE COMIN!" he exclaimed as he saw Bogmire standing patiently behind me.
Suddenly, lightning struck behind Bogmire, and his shadow grew longer and larger until it looked just like him but pure black. The shadow started moving towards me. "Okay. So you have to use the Poltergust 500, or in this case, the Gust Jar…" I pulled it out. "And you have to vacuum up the shadow until…" I pressed the button to turn it on. The Gust Jar started to draw in all the air around it, and Bogmire's shadow struggled to escape the pull of the jar. It was no match against the improvised Poltergust as the shadow got sucked into it. "Then, once you have the shade, fire it!" I switched the button off, and the ball of darkness flew across the battlefield and hit Bogmire. He became trapped inside his own shadow. "Then you aim your flashlight at him to expose his heart, then SUCK HIM UP!" I turned the Gust Jar on and aimed it at Bogmire. He tried to escape the suction of the Gust Jar by twisting and turning, but I held on tight with all my strength. His shadow clones attempted to stop me, but the clones were too slow, so I easily dodged and weaved around them. Bogmire eventually slowed down and gave up, succumbing to the force of the urn. He became trapped in the jar. "BOOM! GHOST BUSTED!" I said.
Then, lightning struck near me for a FOURTH TIME.
When I stood back up, we were back in the graveyard. "WHO-HOO! Another boss defeated!" Rambley shouted. I turned around slowly. "Rambley. The dead are already awake. I do NOT need you to alert them to my location." On Bogmire's tombstone, a jade-green key that looked like a club appeared. I picked it up and held it in my hands. It was cold. Then, a high-pitched giggle echoed throughout the cemetery. I whipped my head around, trying to find the source of the sound, when a Boo appeared in front of my face. "BOO! AHHAHAHAHA!!! IF I WERE YOU, I WOULD RUN BEFORE YOUR WORST FEARS COME TRUE!" The Boo flew to the tombstone and started to glow.
As I ran through the graveyard, the sound of laughter grew louder. There was a large door blocking the path ahead with a club symbol on it. "YES, THE EXIT!" I exclaimed. "MARX! THE BOOS ARE GAINING ON YOU!" screamed Rambley. I looked behind me and saw an army of them flying toward me, their eyes filled with a murderous rage."OH GOD!" I fumbled with the key, trying to stuff it in the lock. The Boos were getting closer. I managed to unlock the door just in time. Soon as I leaped through the door and shut it, the Boos hit the door, causing it to shake violently. A bit later, I heard the Boos sigh and fly away. I turned around and found myself in an elevator. "Huh," I said. "This is gonna suck."
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