|~Hello Puppets~| [The Final Show]

|~Chapter 12: Reversing The Spell~|

After Fran managed to get a grip on themselves, they stood up and stumbled away from the door.
They put the book down on the ground, knelt down and opened the page where the bookmark was left by Mortimer.
. . .
I have to end this now.
So Fran took a deep breath.
They began to trace the symbols on the pages, doing the hand symbols and saying the spell in his head.
'God Enigma, I invoke your name to plead that thou shall reverse the spell upon this place and take back the power your granted the puppets and set free their puppeteers.'
The room began to fill with smoke, but this smoke was white and light blue and not the same as when Mortimer casted the spell.

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"WHERE IS IT, SCOUT?!?!?"
Scout chuckled, coughing and just glad she went down without a fight.
"Heh. . . Nowhere or your concern-*cough* It's probably too late. . ."
Riley clutched her fists,"WHAT FO YOU MEAN TOO LATE?!?!?", "Look!", they main 4 looked behind them, seeing mist surrounding them and coming out of the vents.
"W-What is this mist?!"
"Host did it. . ."
Nick Nack began to panic and run around, Riley screamed in rage and frustration, Daisy remained silent but was smiling and Mortimer just yelled in rage.
They began to all shake, lightning uprated from their bodies as the spell was being sucked out of their bodies.
Scout almost laughed seeing them try and run, especially Rosco or the sock puppets and hold on but it was useless once Nick Nack dropped to the ground along side his host.
Daisy smiled,"It was nice knowing you all. . .", Riley was next as she went out with one final scream and Daisy gave up her body and Mortimer was the last to go.
"YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE LAST OF ME, I SHALL BE BACK!!!"
And Mortimer fell limb and to the ground.
Scout looked up as the mist surrounded her.
"Goodbye Fran. . . I'm coming to see you Owen. . ."
And Scout's world fell black.

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Fran gasped, finally stopping and nearly stumbled to their knees and grabbed a nearby hospital bed to keep they balance.
Is. . . Is the Voodoo spell really that draining?
They felt tired, drained and their body felt like bricks once again.
Looking up, they saw a man standing in front of the book, was that. . .
Owen. . .?
He walked towards Fran, scared at first but Owen just pulled him into a gentle hug and rested his free hand on Fran's head.
"Thank you. . . Please rest now. . ."
Was he real. . .?
Fran didn't know anymore, the mist began to surround Owen and Fran eventually gave into the desire to sleep.

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The police broke down the doors of the warehouse, finding it empty and broke down all the doors to the place and horrified to see the dead bodies, creepy puppets and the mutated experiments.
"Holy fucking shit. . ."
"Sir! Suspect Marcus is dead."
"And Paige?"
They pointed to the stage to see her sitting at the table pouring tea for a a strange looking Puppet.
"FREEZE!!"
They aimed guns at her!
She didn't look at them.
. . .
"Just take me away. . . it doesn't matter anymore. . ."
Guess she gave up.