Overhead, a curved shadow began to come over the full moon. Gaara made his way around the house and down the steps to the basement apartment of the Other Misses Spink and Forcible. On opening the door, he found the same theater as before, only empty and silent except for a faint, scratchy singing like an old recording. A flashlight lay on the floor at his feet; Gaara stopped for a minute to consider, then walked past.
There were a few lights on the stage and he headed down the aisle in silence. As he approached the stage, a bank of lights came on with a chunk revealing what looked like an enormous piece of paper-wrapped candy hanging in the center of the stage like some bizarre set piece. He leaped lightly to the stage and approached it carefully, reaching out with his sand grains to sense the chakra locus. It was there, inside the shape.
He made a slicing motion, cutting the paper open, then drew the object surrounding the ghost eye out towards him. It appeared to be two entwined hands, one pink and the other green. Sand swirled around the fingers, prying them apart until Gaara could see the ring on the pink hand. That's it.
He reached out to pull the ring off, but was not completely surprised when the hands, formerly unresponsive, tried to shut over his. The rest of the creature burst out of the wrapper, a twisted imitation of the two women in pink and green candy with button eyes. His sand blocked the grasping hands, but it was a struggle to get the ring off the finger.
"Thief!" the Siamese creature shrieked, "Give it back!"
Gaara heard the rustle from the ceiling and knew the noisy struggle had stirred up some other lurker. He glanced up quickly and saw a huge colony of dog-like bats, each almost his own size, swooping down towards him. The bats on one side, the creature crawling towards him on the other. Gaara's eyes narrowed and he stood still; as the two forces reached him, a barrier of sand rose up, surrounding him, and the bats beat themselves uselessly against it to be deflected across the stage. Then the sand exploded outwards, knocking the creature back and ripping the ring from the pink hand.
There was a moment of silence, then the room turned gray and brittle as the garden had and Gaara was left holding the pearl ring. There was a tinkling sound and a soft glow of chakra from the pearl.
"Hurry on, boy," the voice of the older ghost girl urged, "Her web is unwinding!"
Gaara tucked the pearl in his scarf, along with the knob, and made his way outside and up the stairs to the attic apartment and the third Wonder.