>Go Through the Fish Door

Still a bit rattled from that last intimidating mom, you take a deep breath and push open a very slimy, scaly door that stinks of seafood.

Nothing occupies the room but hanging fish decorations and a beaten-up, stained-looking chair.

FERN:

Hello?

WILLIS:

I don't see nobody! It's just stinky!

FERN:

Hmmm...like the plank maze, or like the door?

WILLIS:

Them too but there's a other thing. It's weird!!!

>Try the Black Light?

FERN:

Hey, there's a thought...Willis, you still have that light I gave you, right?

WILLIS:

Oh yeah!

FERN:

Let's be careful with it, those stain things can be mean...but if they're the patients this time, maybe they won't attack us...