Llydia

I don't know if I got them all, but there are most of the goodies shown/described in the Halloween trial walkthrough thread.

I missed the sky changes. While I was obsessive at looking at the ceiling inside the mansion in case there was something to spot, outside I was too busy looking at gravestones to think of looking at the sky. Thanks for that tip, Snow Globe!

I did hint at the first two with this part in the original post: "The same scene played over and over, watched by glowing-eyed hunting trophies and peeling paintings..."

Close, but not exactly. This week is Respec/Treespec #1.

From Avatea's Weekly Strike Target thread:

"Poking the kneeling doctor wasn't very enlightening. He was hopelessly determined to spread suffering in one form or another, unable to conceive doing something to the betterment of mankind with his talent." is my version of what he said when you click on Dr. Kane after completing the Trial.

HERE
LIES
JIMMY












Extra Boss

Then there was the Devil Girl (left side of the mansion) to make a pack with, offering a Dark Pact.



Around the sides of the house there were grins everywhere. Well, except at Bored Gal and Bored Guy, who were complaining about being hungry with a huge cauldron of snacks an arm's reach away. I know kids are lazy now-a-days, but sheesh!



The Devil Girl apparently ate some bad candy, too, because she had fainted away after screaming "NOOOOOO!!" for all to hear. That, or she was overcome by The Black Whip; a red demon with the rhyming Info description of: "A hellish visage of violence and pain. It came to ruin someone's day."




Knock Knock

The line of Haunted House Attendees right outside the entrance was suitably eclectic.



They were greeted by Mr. Morturary, a grim name if there ever was one, who proclaimed: "Anyone who wears a costume for a living may enter free of charge. Go right in."

Stopping to talk with him was... enlightening. People were going missing inside. No wonder they were letting professional capes in free. Hoping the missing persons would be recovered for them before a media fiasco, no doubt.

*** I was a little distracted from this though by my absolutely favorite part nearby. *raises arms up* Doggie!



Better yet was what happened when typing [Wolf Pet] in chat and clicking on the resulting text to get an Info window which said: "Wolf Pet / Summon Wolf Pet / Inherent / You can use this power to call a wolf companion to accompany you. It cannot be damaged and will not engage in combat."

Whoohoo! *happy dance*


Anybody Home?

The front door hadn't even shut after entering when voices started talking over top of each other.

A shambling zombie Costumed Employee - "We will eat your flesh!"
A waiting Haunted House Attendee - "Anyone been in there yet?"
An ominous voice proclaiming - "Thrillseekers line up for their turn to be terrified."
Rutha Salk complained - "Oh, great! More costumed freaks just cutting in line. I am SO tired of waiting!"
The disembodied voice continued - "But the smell of blood hangs in the stale air."



And Rutha Salk, at the front of the line, continued to have nothing nice to say:
- "Hey guys you said this place was scary. I'm NOT scared."
- "I could spit a better haunted house."
- "I thought you said you were going to strip the flesh from my bones. Come on, guys, my skin is still here!"
- "Newsflash - haunted house filled with guys in bad zombie costumes."
- "This place was supposed to be scary! I want to be scared to DEATH!"
- "Those zombie costumes are SO lame!"
- "What IS the hold up?"

When I tried to tell her the place might actually be haunted she was... less than believing. For someone who was completely not enjoying themselves, they were quite determined to stay and ruin the atmosphere for everyone else. Hmm, reminds me of some trollers I know.

Ignoring naysayers, the inside was everything that could be asked for from a classic haunted mansion. And you know you did something right when the mounts of candy looks just as dangerous as the eyes peeking in the windows or the blood-painted HAPPY HALLOWEEN banner.




Pick-A-Boo

Down the hall, fun and games had hardly started before trouble emerged from its grave as an Reanimated Corpse tore at a fallen Haunted House Attendee.



Around the corner there was greater problems than sparking lights half-torn from the wall. Reanimated Corpses and a Ravenous Reanimated Corpse growled "Freesh Braaains!" while they made a feast of more than the fly-ridden food in the dining hall. Those Haunted House Attendee who still stood first exclaimed: "This is TOO real!", then "I'm not sticking around!" once the Corpses were chased away.



The same scene played over and over, watched by glowing-eyed hunting trophies and peeling paintings, through the lounge, the hallway, the library, and more. I would have thought the Attendees would have gotten a Clue long before they reached the guest room!


Down into the dungeon

Once again I raised my arms and cried Doggie! at the stairwell.



My jubilation was interrupted by a shrieking voice crying: "What is wrong with the flesh? Is it that it clings to the backs of the living?"
As if that wasn't creepy enough, it continued: "All flesh must be taken! The abomination will become more than human!"

The storage room was unnerving for its neat and orderly presentation.



If not for another fallen Attendee it would be easy to believe a wrong turn had been taken.


Better hope that your health insurance is paid up

Such concerns didn't last long, for immediately after was Dr. Kane, eager to play mad doctor.



Emphasis on Mad.



The sinister voice declared: "The madman himself, Dr. Kane."
It continued: "His eyes dissect you as a butcher evaluates a side of meat."

Dr. Kane spoke up: "What have we here? More flesh for the taking?
Exiting out the far door, Dr. Kane offered a parting shot: "Let's have a bit of fun first, shall we? Let me introduce you to my pets..."

One zombie cleaning later and there wasn't much left to do in the lab but note all the victims in the cells and on the table.



It's official: This haunted house is rated T for Trouble.


It just gets better and better

The door led to a poorly-fortified area that looks like a pirate's hideout... or a thieves escape tunnel.



Sure enough, the voice prompts to give chance to the retreating Dr. Kane in its own version of encouragements: "The smell of decay and littered corpses betray Dr. Kane's dark secret as a defiler of the dead."
It teases: "But to what end is this madman working?"
The grin is practically visible: "The shuffling of cold, dead feet heralds the walking dead and promises that more of Dr. Kane's horrors await you."

A single grinning pumpkin watches from above the door as the Reanimated Corpses, Ravenous Reanimated Corpses, Exploding Corpses, and Lurkers give way under determined pursuit.


I see you

After a slog fest or four, Dr. Kane was located.



Before confronting the man, if he still deserved such a title, a reflection of his known Info was enlightening: "Dr. Kane / Master of Horror - Mad Scientist / Dr. Kane began his career as a dermatologist working for the hazardous waste division of Monoclasty Chemical Company when a fluke accident rendered the doctor mad. Retreating to his mansion, the doctor began working with subjects exhumed from the graveyard behind his home. The results have thus far been chilling."

When approached, Dr. Kane began an obviously well-practiced speech:
- "Welcome to my underground lair!"
- "You will make fine playthings for the Abomination..."
- "But first, meet one of my most prized failures. I call him Experiment Number Nine!"

Obediently the hill of flesh behind Dr. Kane rose and began to lumber forward while its master once more escaped. Between exchanged blows a bit of Info was reviewed: "Experiment Number Nine / Dr. Kane's Horrors - Arch-villain / One of Dr. Kane's most foul experiments, this beast is a mass of vile flesh taken from many sources."

Charming fellow, that Mr. Nine. Fell most satisfactorily when taken down.


Let's finish this

Out off the cave, bats flew, mist chilled...



... and Dr. Kane waited to continue his monologue:
- "That's far enough!"
- "Into the web stumbles the prey!"
- "And now for a 'little' surprise."
- "Meet my greatest work..."
- "THE ABOMINATION!"

Dr. Kane steps aside to let his work charge forward. Which while not any more of a conversationalist than the gravediggers, its actions equally lectured of the insanity behind its creation. Such Info could be succulently put as: "The Abomination / Dr. Kane's Horrors - Monster / This mass of flesh and machine is Dr. Kane's greatest creation."



About half way through the battle Dr. Kane was shocked that things were not going his way. In his own words: "What? This Can't be happening!"
Half of the remaining half, Dr. Kane screamed: "Abomination! I command you! Eat them!"
And when his, er, 'little' pet fell at last, Dr. Kane lamented: "You've ruined everything!"

Poking the kneeling doctor wasn't very enlightening. He was hopelessly determined to spread suffering in one form or another, unable to conceive doing something to the betterment of mankind with his talent.



Determined to prove himself evil forevermore, Dr. Kane had the gall to start ranting:
- "Do you know how many trick or treaters it took to make that thing?!"
- "I will rebuild him! Just you wait!"
- "Leave me to my grief!"
- "What have you done?"
- "You meddling fools! You've destroyed my favorite pet!"

After that he only muttered to himself. So after posing for one final photo op, Dr. Kane was left to wallow in the ruins.



((Yeah, the pictures weren't the best quality, were they? Guess you'll have to explore the trial yourself to see all the goodies for yourself. ;-> ))

Congratulations, Dark_Neko!

Ooooh, I get it! Zwillinger's in-game avatar is Lanaru the Mad. That explains SO much!