Sysiyo, CheshireCat, and BlackTropic headed down the hallway and stopped inches from a door. They hear voices inside:

JarethsGirl's muffled voice: Don't touch me! If I'd known this was all just a ploy to get an army of TWers to back you up, I would never have come! LET GO!

Delacroix (or zombie handlebar mustache man): It's too late. The TWers are going to be under my spell. They will be my minions.

JarethsGirl: What do you mean, spell?

Delacroix: Don't you see? I've put a spell on the beer and popcorn at this party, and the moment any of your beloved TWers ingest any of it, they will be mine to command!

*On the other side of the door*

Sysiyo: Oh my god! And to think, we were just going to look for some beer and popcorn a second ago!

CC: We better find Omar and tell him that he might need that Ghost Army REALLY soon!

BlackTropic: Hello! I know I'm not usually the one to think of the brilliant ideas, but has it ever occurred to you that we should probably stop all the TWers from eating popcorn and drinking the beer first?!

Sysiyo: You're right! Let's go!!!

*All the three of them run down the stairs to warn the other TWers*

~~~~~~~~~~~MEANWHILE~~~~~~~~~~~

Omar: Schizo! Schizo! Get over here this instant!

Schizo's ghost: You're not the boss of me Omar, remember? I pay YOU.

Omar: No you don't.

Schizo: Okay, so you got a point. But what's the point of being a part of this ghost army, anyway? Will there be pie?

Omar: Listen to me, Schizo. We need as many ghosts as possible for this thing. Do you have any friends we could call? Because so far, it's just you and me.

And just as he said that, Omar and Schizo see Sysiyo, CC, and BlackTropic rushing up the stairs, running for their lives, because right behind them were massive hordes of TWers and other guests. They had already had the popcorn and beer. Elvenlass, RealThing, SugarPlum, Th0mas, Pablo, and EVERYONE was possessed. And they were ready to kill.

Omar: Schizo...a plan would be nice right about now.

Schizo: I know, I know, just let me think.

Omar: SCHIZO...

"Caroline, the day you see anything through to the end, I'll stick my own dick in my ear." - Kevin Spacy in The Ref