I'm so proud! You guys solved all the puzzles.

"That's it," Meito said in a soft voice. "This is what you deserve."

"Meiko, wait!" Luka shouted suddenly. "The bracelet!"

Meiko stopped walking towards her brother, blinking heavily as if waking up from a dream. She turned toward her slowly. "What?"

"He's wearing a red bracelet!" Miku chimed in. "That's supposed to be the one you made him, right?"

"But it's the wrong color!" Ia pointed out.

"That isn't your brother, Meiko," Len said.

"He'd never blame you," Rin agreed. "Your brother loved you."

"He knows it was an accident," Gumi said quietly.

"That thing … is just another one of the house's tricks," Gakupo said.

Meiko turned towards the figure of her brother, backing away in disgust. Tears filled her eyes and spilled over. "What – What are you?"

Meito's smile slowly faded. "… Your test," he said simply. "Congratulations."

The floor in front of him split open with a loud bang.

Meiko cried out, stumbling backwards. She might have fallen in, if Gakupo hadn't managed to grab her with his one good hand. With the group's help, she stumbled backwards.

"I was so sure …" She mumbled.

"It's alright," Rin said, wrapping her arms around her. "It's over now."

"The – Whatever it is – he's still there," Ia noted.

The group slowly looked up. At the other side of the gaping hole in the floor, Meito still stood. But he was morphing, changing. He shrank down, his hair darkening and growing out into short pigtails. His red shirt billowed around his knees and became a ratty dress. When all was said and done, it was not a teenaged boy standing before them, but a little girl no older than nine years old.

"Who are you?" Rin asked, shocked.

The little girl did not speak. Instead, she stared down into the hole. The group followed her gaze.

Nothing could be seen in the hole – it was only black. Slowly, glowing letters appeared there one by one, written in a childish hand one by one. Y-U-K-I, it spelled.

"Yuki," Gumi echoed. "That's you?"

The girl nodded, her face absolutely expressionless. Her wide eyes stared forward glassily.

"Are you here to test us?" Len asked. The girl merely stood still.

Ia frowned. "Have you … been testing us all along?"

The girl nodded.

"She's the one in charge," Miku said in a low, shocked voice.

"How?" Luka asked. "Why would a child want to …" She trailed off. Yuki moved slowly, pointing down into the hole again. The group watched as a scene appeared there. It showed Yuki – her dress still tattered, but slightly less so – skipping along a sidewalk, singing a silly little song to herself.

"I wish, I wish," she sang in a sweet, high voice. "I wish, I wish … I was a fish! In a dish, saying … swish … but don't go, 'squish!'" She paused, giggling. But slowly, the smile faded from her face as she paused in front of an old, abandoned house. The swing was still in one piece, and it was in slightly better shape, but it was still unmistakably the house they were in now.

Yuki approached the swing, pushing at the rope sadly. "I wish I had a swing … Or a doll … Or a mommy and daddy who remembered it was my birthday," she said in a soft voice, hardly singing anymore. "I wish …" She paused, looking up at the house.

"Will you grant my wish?" She asked it. "If the kids who lived here long ago left a swing … Did they leave a doll?"

She walked up the steps, the wood creaking under her feet. The inside of the house was disgusting, rotten. The floors were warped and uneven, but she continued on regardless.

She walked through the kitchen, looking around. "I wish, I wish … There!" She giggled happily, looking up. A doll, a cheesy little cloth thing in an apron, was sitting on top of the refrigerator.

She stood on the kitchen table in the center of the room. The wood groaned dangerously, but she paid no mind. She could just barely brush the top of the fridge with her fingertips.

"Come on …" She jumped. When she landed, the table collapsed. And so did the floor beneath it.

Yuki screamed as she fell through the gaping hole in the floor. But she didn't scream for long. It was cut off with a loud, unnatural-sounding crack.

"Oh, my god," Rin said, clapping her hands over her mouth.

"All I wanted was a tiny wish," Yuki said quietly as the scene faded. The group looked up at her in shock. "I thought, if I couldn't have one, other people could. Miss Momo was still here, and she helped me set up the rules."

"Why rules?" Meiko asked. "Why go through all of this?"

"Well … 'cause you gotta," Yuki said, her brow furrowing. "You gotta have rules to play a game. And you guys won … So now you get your wish."

"Meiko," Rin said quietly, "Did you want to go first?"

"I –" Meiko started, but Yuki cut her off.

"There is no first," she said.

"W-What do you mean?" Gumi asked.

Yuki shook her head. "You won the game," she said. "The prize is one wish."

"But that's not fair!" Miku objected. "We all played, so we all deserve to win!"

"Those are the rules," Yuki said, shrugging.

"I don't need my wish," Ia said.

"Neither do I," Gumi said. She glanced at Ia. Ia took her hand gently. "I'll … I'll become confident on my own."

"I'll find my soulmate someday," Luka said, "But I don't need to know now."

"And … I'll … manage," Gakupo said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

There was silence for a moment. Meiko, Len, and Miku exchanged looks, as if waiting to see who would back down first.

No one expected Rin to speak. "I think I know what we should do," she said.

Everyone turned to her. "What?" Len asked, surprised.

"Len … I'm so sorry you're going through what you're going through," she said. "But … We can help you. I know you don't want help, but it's not wrong to ask for it. It doesn't make you any less of a man. Everyone needs help sometimes.

"And Miku, I know that being famous is what you've dreamed of your whole life. But if the house gives it to you, did you really earn it? I know you can do it on your own, if you really try. We'll all support you.

"Meiko … I can't even imagine what you must be feeling. But what happened to your brother … You need to move on from it. It wasn't fair, but I don't think that's what we should use the wish for."

"Then what do you suggest?" Meiko asked.

"We bring Kaito back," she said. "What the house did to him wasn't right. And it's up to the house to bring him back."

"Hey, that's right!" Gakupo said. "We can ..."

"What happened to Meito wasn't right, either," Meiko said, a bit desperately.

"I can't be relying on you guys my whole life," Len said.

"This could be my only chance," Miku said.

Rin shook her head. "This is the right choice," she said. "Can't you feel it?"

No one answered for a long moment. Finally, Meiko spoke. "I can't feel it. I don't know what the right answer is. I just know what I want."

"Me, too," Len admitted. "Sorry, Rin."

"My wish is important, too," Miku claimed.

"What is your wish?" Yuki asked.

So ... It's our final audience participation. Who do you want to see take the wish? Rin, Meiko, Len, or Miku? Unlike most of the puzzles, there is no right or wrong answer. It's just whatever ending you'd most like to see.

Make sure to comment by October 12 to have your vote counted. I think there's something weird going on with the comments — they don't always display — but I always get an e-mail notification, so don't stress about your vote being seen! I'll be keeping a tally on everything, but I'll stop counting after midnight Wednesday night (or Thursday morning, if you want to be specific).

Next Sunday will be our last chapter. Thank you so much for playing! This has been an interesting one, for sure.

- Jillian Maria