"Okay . . . beyond confused here." Sly admitted as the group left town hall. "What is going on in this town?"

"Well, we already know one thing's for certain, and that's not the worst part!" Bentley panicked with dread in his voice.

"Well, it doesn't look like they touched my house." Jack said the group looked toward the Skellington estate. "We might as well go there so we can straighten all this out."

"Okay, then . . . lead the way." Carmelita said with a gesture.

"Oh and Murray, you better put the Halloween Door in Jack's bag." Bentley reminded as he fetched said bag from the fountain area and held it up to the hippo. "It might prove useful."

"Can do, my safari buddy." Murray replied as stuck the door into the bag and handed it to Jack.

"Hey, what's this?" They heard Jack say as he took something from his gate.

"That looks like . . . a letter?" Carmelita asked in confusion.

"Well, what's it say?" Murray asked as Bentley took the letter from Jack and read aloud.

"Dear Jack, soon after you left, I held an assembly, and we began preparations for the most horrible Halloween yet! Chances are, once you return, you'll be greeted by the most terrifying and horrific Halloween this town has seen! Don't worry about a thing, Jack. Next year's Halloween is sure to not disappoint you. November 15th, The Mayor."

"Looks like everyone was doing their best to please you Jack." Bentley said with observation.

"I know, that's why I'm beginning to feel bad about leaving . . ." Jack said a bit sadly.

"We'll, let's not get stuck on the past." Sly quipped patting his skeletal friend on the arm.

"Yeah, we really need to figure out a lot right now." Carmelita added, dismayed about what the town's become.

"Right, follow me." Jack said as he led the way into his house.

Murray was the to reach Jack's room as he was the most excited to finally be inside of the Pumpkin King's room (even if it took everyone to help him through the front door) as he looked around.

"Jack, you're room never ceases to amaze me." Sly said as he was the only one to have been present in the room prior.

Bentley and Carmelita, on the other hand since they were mostly neat-freaks, were disdained on how messy it was.

"I know, I'm a pack rat, I admit." Jack said sheepishly as he took a seat on his rocking chair. "So let's review; what do we know so far?"

"Well, first off, we know that Oogie's back." Sly noted as he paced the floor.

"Secondly, we know that his lackey's have overrun the town." Bentley added as he looked deep in thought.

"Not to mention, he has the whole town booby-trapped." Carmelita said as she peaked out the window.

"Uh . . . I got nothing." Murray said with a shrug as he looked around. "Jack, you're room is beyond bodacious!"

"Um . . . thank you, Murray." Jack replied a bit more sheepishly.

"Just don't touch anything, Murray!" Bentley said as he still remembered an accident at a China shop.

"Oh, it's alright, make yourselves at home." Jack encouraged with a smile. "Just ignore the mess."

"It's your call." Sly said as he sat on a recliner and Carmelita laid on a couch.

"I think I'll stand." Bentley said in a shy voice.

"Okay, and what don't we know?" Jack said as he scratched his skull.

"Well, we don't know how Oogie's tricked everyone . . ." Carmelita reminded as she gazed at the ceiling.

"What else?" Bentley asked with a hand on his chin.

"We also don't know how the Halloween Holiday Door was doing in town hall." Sly counted as he pointed out another topic. "Since Murray claims to have found it there."

"I swear I did, guys!" Murray spoke up as he kept looking.

"Quite the mystery indeed . . ." Jack said in deep thought.

"Not like it matters with those monsters on the loose anyway." Bentley sighed as he turned to Jack. "I mean, despite having Karate skills, we're pretty much defenseless."

"Maybe not . . ." Jack said as he remembered some thing and walked over to a pile. "You're all in luck, I still have Christmas presents from last year, perhaps they could be of use to us."

"Really?" Sly asked in amazement.

"Looks like we're in luck!" Murray said with a smile.

"Yeah, just start rooting around." Jack said as he dug through a pile. "They're in this mess somewhere."

Sly decided to look behind the recliner and pulled out what looked like a cane with a "C" shaped crook (AN: sound familiar?), which interested the fake Kato greatly.

"Hey Jack, what's this?"

"Oh Sly, you found one of the toys!" Jack said as he pulled out a second cane. "I call them the Chain Canes."

"Why do you call them . . ." But before he could finish the crook shot out with a chain around the other cain and retrieved it to the raccoon's other hand. "Oh . . . that's why."

"That's not all they can do; they can also be attached by the bottom."

"Is that so?" The raccoon asked as he connected them and performed a few tricks. "Hey, it's like a Bo staff and Escrima sticks."

"I'm not sure, Jack, I don't think . . . oh, and what is this?" Bentley asked as he took out a very skeletal looking tennis racket and and tennis ball container.

"There's another good one!" Jack exclaimed with a smile.

"What they are called?" Bentley questioned with an eyebrow raised.

"The Swat Racket and the Infinite Inferno Tennis Ball Container." Jack replied and gestured to the turtle to continue. "Try them out."

"Okay . . ." The safari turtle said as he took out a regular looking tennis ball, threw it in the air, and swatted it with the racket.

As soon as the ball was swatted it burst into flame, much to the turtles amazement . . . but it immediately turned into horror as it head straight for Carmelita while her back was turned! He was about to yell for her to watch out . . . but was surprised as she turned around with what seem to be a red pistol in hand and shot at the blazing ball and cancelled out the blasts.

"Carmelita, you've found the Shock Pistol, amazing!" Jack cheered with glee.

"A girl has to accessorizes." Carmelita replied as she blew the smoke away and placed it on her belt.

"Shock Pistol . . . Honestly?" Bentley questioned as his eyebrow twitched.

"Hey guys, check me out!" Murray called as he came out with a pair of metallic looking glove with spikes on the knuckles and performed a few punches like Bruce Lee. "Watcha!"

"Wow, you're all great at this!" Jack commented as he saw the hippo's gloves. "I call those the Crusher Gloves."

"Never would have thought." Sly said as he took a glance at Bentley and Carmelita.

"The Chain Canes, the Inferno Racket and Container, the Shock Pistol, and the Crusher Gloves." Bentley noted as looked between weapons. "Jack, are you sure these things will be enough against those monsters?"

"They're not so tough." Jack said confidently with a shrug. "I mean, you saw how they crumbled when I hit them with my Soul Robber; I guarantee those toys will be successful."

"Well, Im not complaining." Sly said as he detached the canes and placed them on his back.

"Their better than nothing, right." Jack ask as he watched Murray crack the gloves' fingers.

"Just as long as we have something." Carmelita said as she continued to admire her new pistol.

"Well, now that we're geared up, I say we search for more clues." Bentley voted with a raised hand.

"My thoughts exactly, let's go." Jack said as the group followed him down the stairs. "We're going to get to the bottom of this, I'm sure of it."