Paralyzed with fear, they are pulled into the elevator. Suddenly it jolts to a stop, and they find themselves in a room where another fierce monster draws them close to it. They are unable to break loose to find an exit...

ELIZABETH: Ohs Nos Bitsy! Weez twapped in heer and Iz skeered to deaf.

BITSY: I am not exactly the epitome of calm myself at this moment, but we must remain cool and think of a way out. Can you think of a banishing spell we could try?

ELIZABETH: My chubby partz are aquivering, Safe Me!!!

BITSY: I would not recommend that one. I do recall from my paranormal studies that one thing a monster hates is to be told it isn't real. So let's use that ploy.

MONSTER: Oh no, you're not gonna pull that one on me. I'm tired of melting whenever someone says I'm not real. Sometimes I get the feeling that I really am not real. Go on, get outta here before I decide I am!

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