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"Oh? You read my file a lot? I like the sound of that..."

"Wishkeeper?" Owen asked, looking over his shoulder. He nodded. "Well... every Shadow is different, I think. Just like every person is different. My Shadow is a manifestation of... a part of me that I left behind a long time ago. Someone who's a little more jaded, I guess. He helps me see things...

Lugia's eyes widened just slightly, her mouth just slightly agape, before she returned to her usual, regal stature. "You remember that, hm? Interesting." "Uh, yeah... that, uh, I guess that's not something fun to think about," Meringue said. "I forgive you," Lugia replied, nodding. "After all...

"Hey hey, I'm still keeping it safe for the kiddos! You should see the stuff I do offscreen."

"...Didn't you say that your patron was the one who provided you with translations?" S'more asked, narrowing his eyes. "Could it... be failing you?" "Failing? What, you mean that Diyem guy is getting so weak or something that he can't even translate anymore? Or what, his power's fading? They...

"What, you never heard of a figure of speech before?" Darkwhite winked. "And as you can see, the night is gone. I, Darkwhite, have power over light and shadow. It's only appropriate that I could do something like this." She made her best impression of a posh accent.

"Yeah."

"...Told you," Darkwhite said, frowning. Her claws dug into her arms. "That was a trap. And we fell for it." She looked at the sky. "...Oh yeah I ate the night again, just so you know. Forgot to mention I can do that multiple times. On purpose, in case people tried to get rid of me early. Yeah...

"You know what? I think that's it!" Darkwhite finally said. "This game is asking us who took out Squirt, right? Well... all those gifts say it's from Santa." She pointed at the vacant controller. "Therefore, the person who actually kidnapped Squirt... is Santa! Whatever that alias means...

"...Say..." Darkwhite looked around. "I have a question. How come this thingamajig is forcing us to only vote for four people? That seems kinda weird, don't you think?" She inspected the machine. "Almost like a trap to entice us. What if all three of these people are innocent, and Santa is just...

"Something isn't right," Darkwhite said, frowning. "I think, somewhere along the way, we might have been misled... Everything that Lee has been looking at has been over who might have done the first kill. And we don't even know for sure if Squirt is actually dead this time, too! How come Lee...

"Hmmm... Protection... redirection... but... but my candle was good!" Darkwhite furrowed her brow. "Something isn't right here. What if they're both innocent?"

"What makes you so sure?" Darkwhite asked. "Apparently it has a bunch of different powers, each one unknown to Nilam..."

"No, that was the hen," Darkwhite said. "Was wondering if someone gave those to me. I was talking about, like, way early on, when this first started. I had a gift at first, and then later I received my night-eating power. Also, did you get back to us on that question you had to ask the dead?"

"Oh yeah..." Darkwhite eyed Palkia with suspicion. "...Maybe that's why I only knew if I was Naughty or Nice after I got my gift..."

"Hey, y'know, I was actually wondering something," Darkwhite said. "Maybe I'm biased because my power seems to really obviously be in favor of innocents, but do you think only nice people gave their gifts to other nice people? Then again... I think I only knew if I was Nice or Naughty after I...

"Hmmm..." Darkwhite's devil-tail flicked. "Say, Nilam, what's your power again?"

Darkwhite's ears flicked. "Wait a minute," she said. "That's what I used to have! Hey, hey! What's it do, huh?"

"Beats me. You guys started talking nonsense for a little bit, and then you started talking normal. Maybe you guys hit your heads hard while I wasn't paying attention?" "Gotta say, having you around gives me a headache," Protein admitted, tearing off another chunk of meat. "Now, let's not be...

"Hmmm..." Darkwhite scrunched up her face and pressed her head into her shoulders. She curled up and flattened out. "Okay," the flattened Darkwhite said. "Heads, Nilam, tails Nocitalin." She tossed herself in the air and landed on the ground with her rear facing the sky. "Tails!" her muffled...