"Alright..." Joe nodded and went to sleep.
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Back in the real world although many hours had passed for the others, the ground was still settling at the crater. Joe's brain was in the center, sparking and trying desperately to keep itself stable. '[sub]Where did everyone go...[/sub]' It thought to itself.
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A muffin ran into a large expansive chamber, carrying various sheets of paper.
"What are you're findings..?"
"My Lord we've been looking everywhere! The stickman can't seem to be located..."
" Unacceptable. I will not have this. But knowing that persistent boob he will try to take the tower like last time."
"What are your orders then my Lord, how can we best serve you?" A stickwoman in a cloak with pie filling smeared across her face asked.
"The baron and duchess shall attend the bottom level. If any make it passed, they will surely be crushed on the next. The Pie Lord shifted his gaze to the same mysterious figure from before, he then looked to a rather slender man. "And what of your experiments."
"I trust they will be most pleasing my Lord." The man said.
"Excellent, that accursed stickman shall rue the day he decided to come back..."