"Marlene, just stay by my side okay?" Hans said. She gave a quick nod as they opened up the fireplace mantle. They started off…the dungeon.
They entered the hallway as the puffing turned on the flashlight on his phone while recording.
"Where are you?" He asked.
No response from Him.
"I'm sure He's in here, He's just doesn't want us here or He's either waiting to hurt us." Marlene said.
Hans was still concetrating on filming each spot. He films every detail there is in there to make sure nothing has changed.
"I gotta get this." He said to her.
They got stuck in the dungeon with 8 doors. "Oh I hate this, they always get me disoriented." The puffin said.
"I think its this one." Marlene pointed out as her voice echoed through the dungeon.
She opened the first one to the left and it took them to the basement.
"Gosh look at all of these antiques and crap piled up." The puffin said.
He opens the door as it made a thud noise and they went upstairs into the lobby, Adam was at the ticket booth. "How's it going?" He asked.
"We're doing good Adam." Hans answered.
"Alright now we're going to be entering into the pantry." He said to the camera while Marlene was following him.
He opens the door and found a shop full of costumes for actors to wear. "Wrong one." He said.
"Come out you! I know you're in here!" He said.
They walked by the mirrors that were on the walls but instead of showing Hans's reflection…His reflection was showing instead.
They went to the kitchen which is most deaths usually takes place.
"I think we're onto something Marlene." The puffin said.
"Right." She said.
There was a puddle of blood, really thick trail puddle in front of the puffin.
He points his phone down at the bloody trail.
They followed it which took them to the bathroom.
"Gosh it smells like hard-boiled you know what in here!" The puffin spurted.
The bloody stopped at the bathtub that was covered in tarp.
"Don't open it." Marlene pleaded.
"I have to see what this is. If it's real, I'll report it to Adam and He'll report it to the police. We're doing this for our safety and especially other people's safety." Hans said.
Marlene clinged onto his arm as he slowly approached the bloodied tarp. He yanks it off and it revealed to be a real person dead, it was the fat penguin from the first one but with a missing head.
"NO!" Marlene screamed.
"Okay I'm going to Adam." Hans said calmly.