Chapter Seven

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(The group gaze out into the crater. The Dragon's Keep towered before them, a dilapidated castle, burned and blackened. Perched on a rock pinnacle, it was surrounded by a terrifying lake of molten lava. A single light shines in the window of the tallest tower. Dark clouds block out the blue sky above them. Thunder strikes and crows circling the castle can be heard. It's all very ominous)

John Dory: Sure, it's big enough, but look at the location. (laughs)

(John Dory jumps over and approaches the bridge, with the others joining in behind him)

Viva: (chuckles along nervously) Uh, Branch? Uh, remember when you said that Pop Beasts have layers?

Branch: Yeah.

Viva: Well, I have a bit of a confession to make (gasps, seeing the skeleton of a horse). Normal Pop Trolls don't have layers. We wear our fear right out there on our sleeves.

Clay: Wait a second. Neither of you two have sleeves.

Viva: You know what I mean.

Bruce: Oh, you can't tell me you're afraid of heights.

Poppy: No, we're just a little uncomfortable about being on a rickety bridge over a boiling lake of lava!

Branch: Come on. We're right here beside you two, okay? For emotional support. We'll just tackle this thing together one little baby step at a time.

Poppy: Really?

Floyd: Really, really.

Viva: Okay, that makes us feel so much better.

John Dory: Just keep moving. And don't look down.

Poppy: (nervously to himself) Okay, don't look down. Don't look down. Don't look down. Keep on moving. Don't look down.

(Viva made it to the other side, until Poppy accidentally steps through a rotting board, which falls down into the fiery lava below)

Poppy: Guys! I'm lookin' down! (screams) Oh, God, I can't do this! Just let me off, please!

Viva: But you're already halfway.

Poppy: But I know that half is safe!

Branch: Okay, fine. I don't have time for this. You go back.

(Branch tries to press on while Poppy tries to make her way back under Poppy)

Floyd: Branch, no! Wait!

Branch: Just, Popifer - - Let's have a dance then, shall we? (bounces and sways the bridge)

Poppy: Don't do that!

Branch: (slyly) Oh, I'm sorry. Do what? Oh, this? (bounces the bridge again)

Poppy: Yes, that!

Branch: Yes? Yes, do it. Okay. (continues to bounce and sway as he backs Poppy across the bridge)

Poppy: No, Branch! No! Stop it!

Branch: You said do it! I'm doing it.

Poppy: I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die. Branch, I'm gonna die. (steps onto solid ground) Oh!

John Dory: (pats Poppy's head) That'll do, Poppy. That'll do. (walks toward the castle)

Poppy: Cool. So where is this fire-breathing pain-in-the-neck anyway?

Clay: Inside, waiting for us to rescue her. (chuckles)

Poppy: I was talkin' about the dragon.

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