The huge, luxurious ballroom is buzzing with fairies, vampires, pirates, trekkies, trannies, Elvises, David Hasselhoffs (oddly enough) and various other characters. There's a live band up on stage playing a cover of Scary Monsters.
RealThing and Sparrow rush straight to the bar, which is tended by a creepy looking man in a dark cloak, his face shrouded in shadows.
Evidently creeped out by BlackTropic, Elvenlass finds an Eddie Izzard look-a-like (or is he?) and starts dancing Patrick Swayze style on his leg.
Pablo grabs a peeled grape from the buffet and starts squabbling with a guy dressed as Dr. Spock for Bowie rarities.
Sugar and Sysiyo immediately take off to the dance floor and begin doing the Transylvania Twist, their faces lit up with sheer bliss.
Blacktropic and CC finish up, as a pissed off janitor comes by to clean up the mess they left.
TC, KM and JollyGood start bobbing for apples, as Shizo's ghost glides up the huge, winding staircase, a carton of eggs in his transparent hands.
All the while, OleanderWhoosh looms in the corner, grimacing menacingly at the TWers and their fun.
JarethsGirl busts out of the bathroom dressed as (a slightly bloated) Elle Driver, whistling the tune to Twisted Nerve as she adjusts her eye patch.

JarethsGirl walks up to a random person and taps him on the shoulder, "Any idea where a girl can get a drink around here?"
The man spins around with a smirk peeking out from beneath his handlebar mustache.
JG: It's you! Dude, you coulda warned me about this place.. it's a real trip.
Handlebar: I was afraid if I told you that, you wouldn't show. I needed you and the other TWers to be here.
JG: But why?
Handlebar: I'll explain it all later. For now, would you like the tour?
JG: I think I've seen all I wanted to see in this place. Including Ben Franklin's.... nevermind.
Handlebar: I assure you, you'll love the place once you get to know it..

With that, Handlebar grabs JG's hand and rushes her up the stairs. Once at the top, JG looks down what seems to be a neverending corridor.
JG: You're giving the short version, right?
Handlebar: Sure.
They head down the hall a bit, then he takes her through a big creaky door.
JG: It's a bit chilly in here. (she takes a shawl of sorts off the bed and wraps it around her shoulders)
Handlebar: This used to be Madam Lane's suite. She and the Master acquired this mansion after their wedding. However, her husband passed away only days after their marriage. Many think it was immediately after his death that she began to go mad, but some believe it was the house that drove her insane. After many years of torture, she eventually hanged herself in this very room. In fact, what you just draped around your shoulders is the Madam's death shroud.
JG: (she tears it off) AHHHH!!! Ew ew ew ew!
Handlebar: Hahaha.. probably ought to have told you earlier.
JG: YEAH, you OUGHT to have.

Just then, something appeared before JG that both shocked and amazed her...

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