Disclaimer: If you have trouble finding out what's going on, good. That's what I was trying to do. Jack, Sally, and Lock, Shock, and Barrel don't know what's going on, why should you? You'll just have to guess. Now formatted so that it doesn't look like total crap!
Wind whipped around them, falling through a swirling abyss until they impacted on the ground. Jack reeled from suddenly being transported to this strange place. He felt a tiny hand grab onto his wrist (Sally) and a couple of smaller hands clasp around his ankles (Lock, Shock, and Barrel).
"What happened?" he asked as he slowly swam back into vision.
"I don't know," Sally mumbled.
It was a very strange phenomenon. Jack and Sally had gone for a quick walk outside of Halloween Ton. Lock, Shock, and Barrel had sneaked along behind them. Barrel had rushed out to scare them, holding his hands out in front of him, yelling, "You there! STOP!" His hands stopped suddenly in midair, like they had hit something. There was a clicking noise, then-
There they were.
"Where are we, Jack?" Shock asked.
"Yeah, Jack!" Lock tugged at Jack's pant leg.
"Any ideas, Jack?" Barrel sat on the floor.
"Well, judging by the size of everything, we're in the cloud kingdom."
After making the vague Jack and the Beanstalk comment, Jack glanced at the humungous structures around him, realizing they were tables. The room was mostly tables, and each of the tables had a model of a certain spot. One table had a model of Halloween Mountain, one had the Fountain from Town, one had the Christma Town sign. Along the walls of the room were shelves, and on the shelves were Bodies! Heads and torsos, arms and legs, of people he knew.
"I've got a bad feeling about this," Sally commented.
"MY MASK!" Shock gasped. She stared at her witch's mask, which had shattered into three seperate pieces. "It's broken! WaaaaaAAAAAAAAA!"
Jack scanned the shelves, looking up at the many familiar faces. Many faces, but few bodies. Many just had thin, metal skeleton bodies called Armateurs. The Harlequin demon, the Little Corpse Child, a few elves from Christmas Town...
"Look at this, guys," called a commanding voice. "We've got visitors." A murmur of voices swum in the air as the natives took notice of the five intruders.
"Hello?" Sally yelled into the abyss. "Where are we?"
"Well, well, well. Another me."
As the group located the voice, they were struck with surprise and terror.
IT WAS SALLY! Almost. The Sally Jack knew was standing beside him. The Sally he heard was standing at the top of one of the massive tables. She held herself straight and erect, every inch of her firm and steady. Instead of Sally's usual smile, this Sally held an authoritative smirk.
"AH!" Lock yelled. "Sally's got an evil twin!"
"See, I told you everybody's got a evil twin!" Shock declared.
"Evil twin? Never!" Sally's Double held up her hands as an "of course not" gesture. You could see that one of the fingers on her hand was missing. Yet, her face still smirked evilly. She laughed and added, "More like an evil septuplet."
"Another one?" came another voice, this one weak and timid. Jack looked behind him to see... another Sally. This one jittered as if she were afraid of her own shadow. She was also a simple Armateur like many others in the room, the only part of her body being actually body was her legs. Each leg had a tear or a dent in them. She held her tiny wire hands together, shaking and shivering nervously. She had her stitches messed up, as well. They were across her right eye instead of her left.
"Yes, dear, nothing to worry about," the First Sally double told her sister.
"Okay..." the poor thing conjoled herself. She took a quick look at Shock, who was still holding her witch's mask, and scurried off.
"See?" the first Sally Double pointed out.
"Sally has lots of evil twins!" Barrel giggled.
"Yes, well, there are probably a couple of all of us running around out here," Jack voiced. "Quite right." It was another double, this one of Jack. The Jack Double took his place next to the First Sally Double, his arms crossed. He was fully clothed, although the stripes on his suit seemed a bit too dark.
"Where are we?" Sally pleaded.
"In the prop department!" a voice called from the shelves.
"We're the extras!" another one claimed.
"They come get parts offa us if one of the working puppets breaks something!" recited an elf.
"Breaks something?" Jack asked.
"I lost a good hand to one of those working models," Sally Double lamented, holding up the hand with the broken finger. "A working model like you."
"Oh, you poor little dear."
Jack spun around again in terror as he heard the voice that would scare a thousand children. Lock, Shock, and Barrel recognized it, too.
"OOGIE!"
Oogie Boogie stood before them, holding his hands behind his back. His right side had a huge tear in it, but instead of being stuffed with bugs, he was stuffed with cotton, like a teddy bear. Oogie opened his mouth widely, and out popped-
Lock, Shock, and Barrel! More copies! Lock's nose was snapped of, Shock's hat was missing, and Barrel's cheek had a little dent in it.
Shock cuddled her favorite face plate.
"Poor Shock, you broke your mask," Lock's Double crooned.
"Here," Shock's copy chirped. "You can have one of mine." She threw Shock a new mask, identical to her old one.
"Use it in good health," Barrel's Double hoarsely recited. "While you still can."
Sally felt a shiver go through her leaf-stuffed body.
"Jack, I'm confused," Shock admitted. She slipped the mask onto her face out of habit, fearing that someone would recognize her. Lock and Barrel followed suit, shaking fearfully.
"Alright," Jack calmed the tiny girl. "Listen, if you could just point us towards the exit, we'll be on our way."
"If you don't mind," Sally added.
"You want to get out?" Oogie laughed. Lock, Shock, and Barrel (the copies) chuckled and hopped back into Oogie's stomach.
"Hey, guys!" Sally Double 1 turned and faced the shelves, yelling to the armateur citizens. "They want to know how to get out!"
Uproarious laughter filled the room, eminating from every closed box and molding case.
"I told you I had a bad feeling about this place," Sally poked Jack in the ribs.
(Organ intro)
Citizens (jumping out of their boxes on the shelves): Watch yourself.
Don't fall off of the shelf.
Sally Double (sounding seductive and menacing): You must be the new boys in town...
Lock (nervous): What's that sound?
Barrel (more nervous): Is someone movin' 'round?
Jack Double (sounding mocking and compassionate): Sit down for a spell,
You don't look so well.
Mayor Armateur (making elaborate hand gestures as he sings): Wait a minute, I feel great!
Just leave yourself to fate.
Bat Boy double (hanging by his wings from the the Fountain): You might as well just hang around...
Dr. Finklestein Double (holds up a scapel and a pair of tongs) and Citizens: It's too late;
We've got to operate.
Citizens with Dr. Double in lead: Just try to relax.
It's the house of wax!
Citizens with Sally Double in lead: Oh, I remember Frankenstein!
Sends shivers up my spine!
Wo-oah!
Jack: I'm for getting out of here...
Citizens with Jack Double in lead: No need to shout my dear,
No-o!
Citizens:Who will go
To the cellar down bellow?
Oogie Boogie Double: Trouble is a bubblin' in the brew...
Lock, Shock, and Barrel Doubles (jumping out of Oogie's open mouth): And while you're at it Mister-
Citizens join in: Vincent Price will give you good advice.
Citizens, Jack Double in lead: He'll know what to do,
You just tell him BOO!
Citizens with Tree double (complete with Armateur skeletons) in lead: He will put the voodoo
In the stew
We're tellin' you!
Citizens with seven Sally Doubles in lead: It's like a movie
It's a B-movie show
It's like a movie
It's a B-movie show
Mishmash of the two witches, the Lagoon monster, Oogie Boogie, and Sandy: Look at me, I mean, really, BARF BARF BARF! I'm a can opener, a lamp, and a shaver. Oh God, I'm a mish-mash!
Jack: This is weird.
Sally: It's much worse than I feared.
Shock: I'll close my eyes and make it disappear.
Group: THIS IS STRANGE!
Sandy Double: It ain't home on the range!
A group of elves, with Sandy in lead: You just tell Saint Pete
That you got cold feet!
Group: There goes the sun,
Here comes the night;
Somebody turn on the light...
(The lights slowly start to dim until the room is black)
Somebody tell me that fate has been kind...
Citizens, with Sally Double and Jack Double in lead, accentuating every word: You can't go out,
You are out of your mind!
(Light shines from a desk lamp, shining on the Citizens)
Citizens (shadows are very pronounced on the wall): It's like a movie
It's a B-movie show
It's like a movie
It's a B-movie show
Citizens, getting louder with each line: Aa-aa, Aa-aa Aa-aa, Aa-aa Aa-aa, Aa-aa AAAAAA!
(Ding ding! Dingdingdingding!)
The rattle of a doorknob suddenly stopped the onslaught of hands, claws, and steely fingers. All eyes turned to the door.
Shikashikashikashika!
In a rustle of feet and paws, metal clicking upon wood, the prop puppet extras quickly shuffled back to their places. The group of Jack, Sally, and Boogie's Boys (and girl), stood in fear as the door slowly opened. The light flicked on.
In stepped a man dressed entirely in black. He had pale skin with messy black hair. On his shirt, he wore a name tag with the words "HI! MY NAME IS: Tim Burton" written on them. Tim Burton towered over the tiny puppets, dwarfing them like a horse would belittle a rabbit.
"There you are," he mentioned to himself. He then addressed Jack and his friends. "What are you doing here? You should be back in your video cassete."
Tim Burton watched for a second as his creations stared back at him. He sighed. "Look, come with me."
He, without hesistation, scooped up his brainchildren in his arms and proceeded to carry them out of the prop shop.
Sally's Double growled as Tim Burton and his characters left the shop. She turned to Jack's Double.
"I Hate those working models," she hissed.
"Don't worry, darling," Jack's Double comforted, an evil smile adorning his face. "This wasn't the first time working models have come in here. And it won't be the last. We'll get you your hand back."
"We could've gotten it back sooner if we didn't put on that stupid musical number!" Oogie's copy yelled.
"Shut up!" Jack's double screeched at the oversized pillow case.
Sally's Double smiled.
Tim Burton, meanwhile, chided his party of five.
"What are you doing out of your cassette? How'd you get here?"
"We don't know..." Barrel answered for everyone. Jack held Sally's hand tight in his, fearing for her life.
"I'm not surprised," Tim Burton sighed. Her placed the munchkins in front of a VCR.
"Just press the button that says 'Play'," Tim Burton instructed. "You should get back to Halloween Town. At least, you will if the tape's in the right place."
"Um, thank you?" Sally was very confused.
"No problem," Tim patted her head with his finger. "Just be glad that I was here. Oh, and stand up straight." He pushed her into a standing position with his palm.
Jack nodded at his new friend and pressed the "Play" button-
PZITPHITPHITPHITPHITPHIT!
BOOM!
Tim coughed as the smoke clouded his lungs. He waved the thick black cloud away and looked for the puppets. Nothing. He heard a loud cheer come from one of the stages.
"Oh no," he moaned.