PUZZLEVISION presents: SMG4 and the beanstalk.

Chapter 7 - Mario knows ALL your secrets.

He's been stuck here for a day now, and it hasn't been doing well at all, he's tried every window and door locked, even ones he didn't see the giant touch, why was he locking them in? What purpose did he have for doing it?

The giant was an interesting one, he's done nothing but terrorize him and Mario the whole time, anytime they peek out from the fridge he'd come out and just scare them again, he seems to think it's funny or something, which... for him it wasn't..

He didn't seem like he was trying to kill them anymore though, he wondered why that was too. He had a lot of questions to ask, but the giant wasn't.. very open to questions, he wasn't a friendly one that was for certain, but that made him more curious, what was his problem?

He ponders questions as he hops from one counter to another in the kitchen, he was cautious to hide if the giant was close by and everything, but he didn't seem to come this way too often thankfully, but he got nervous whenever he felt the ground shake when he was near.

He... didn't seem interested in hurting them, but at the same time he really liked scaring and chasing them around... but then again it was better than him killing them. They're stuck here until they found a way out, but that didn't seem like it was gonna be easy...

SMG4 took a glance at the kitchen. It was a very nice one, there were a lot of counters, the stove and microwave, cupboards, a typical kitchen with pictures hanging on the wall and a carpet under the big wooden table the giant poorly repaired with tape.

A lot of this reminded him of his old castle, how big and lovely it was, but it was so big, too big and pointless if it were just him, no one to share it all with, it was just you, and the desolation of the castle with no one around. He wondered if the giant felt the same way, lonely and tired of being here all by himself.

He took the music box yesterday, he wondered what he did with it, it's a little worrying that there is no protecting himself and Mario from him now, his only hope was to run and hide.

As he kept walking, he came across the end of the counter, that stopped at the frame of the hallway, he looked down and stares curiously, there were five rooms, one of which didn't have a door, looks like it led to a living room, three other doors led to a bathroom, a closet, and a bedroom, the last one, right in the front was closed up.

It had a sign on the front warning everyone to stay out, and weirdly, these kinds of doors only fuel curiosity. He wondered what was behind the door, perhaps answers to his burning questions, or maybe something else entirely? Maybe there's an exit.

All these reasons were good ones indeed, and made him think about going in, he stared until he shook his head and got second thoughts for a split second.
What if... it's not as interesting as it seems? And what about the giant? Wouldn't he be furious if he went through his secret room without him knowing? What would he do to him if he found out?

Still, he had nothing better to do with his time, Mario is out and about like he is, but he wasn't interested in getting on the cupboards so he explored elsewhere. So it seems like he's just going to go explore that secret room alone.. or he could just go get him.

Nah, he's just gonna go in and find Mario later... who knows where that idiot is, so, he looked for a way down that didn't involve him breaking his neck. He looked down below the counter, too high of a jump, he ain't risking that one, he didn't see any drawers nearby he could climb down on, but there was a mop.

He walks over to the mop and looks down, seems easy enough to just slide down on it, why is everything in this castle so massive?! Even the cups are massive!

He grabs onto the mop and gulps, heights are probably the worst thing ever... he huffs taking another breath and he slides down the pole, squinting his eyes closed as he drops down, for a few seconds, he thought this wasn't so bad.. that was until he hits the bottom, the stump connected the stick to the rest of the mop threw him off and he lands into the damp bristles.