the sky has gone dark. lightning crackles from the spacetime crack above. the hotel grounds are in chaos—tree has turned purple, buildings have warped, and the overhead crack threatens everything. contestants brace themselves in the lobby as four, two, one, and the power fragments collide in a tense standoff.

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four (leaning over two’s bed, impatience in every word): “two, seriously—are you even listening? we need your power now.”

two (eyes wet with regret, clutching a photo frame with a missing gaty): “it’s gone… i can’t bring her back. maybe i’m not strong enough.”

(four’s expression flickers—then he strides out, snapping fingers. a wall-mounted screen flickers to life.)

tv (on-screen, voice flat): “cake at stake time. team two first.”

(contestants watch old clips—book, price tag, grassy, snowball… snowball gets eliminated. gasps fill the room.)

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scene cuts to the hotel lobby, lightning surging again.

black hole (hovering, voice steady but tense): “everyone ready? battle royale starts now.”

(a lightning bolt strikes, the hotel transforms into a brutal arena. allies clasp hands. the countdown begins.)

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30 seconds later, chaos erupts.

pencil (arms glowing green, lifting fanny into the air): “sorry, fanny… but this is survival.”

(fanny is torn apart. pencil absorbs the power originally from two.)

liy (smiling politely, suddenly swinging an axe at marker): “this is for trusting me.”

(marker is stretched and eliminated. grassy looks on in horror.)

grassy (tears on his cheeks): “we were going to win…”

(grassy watches as pencil grows stronger, pulling away.)

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outside, bottle runs screaming — shattered by the fourse. black hole uses gravity to hold it back. liy steps forward, wielding power.

liy (voice soft, chilling): “your kindness is… obsolete.”

(she nods at grassy. he trembles, powerless.)

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the hotel is now eerily quiet. pencil stands alone, powerful yet haunted. leafy trembles nearby.