You open the door and go through. Everyone else follow you. There’s a long corridor and in the end, a door. There’s a sign that shows a photo of a Dracomon. You look back. Sure enough, there is a Dracomon among you. He looks nervous, but eventually gathers enough courage to go through the door. You follow him.
Inside you can see a pair of foot stocks. Next to it is a small tank. On the tank, there is a tube that’s connecting the tank to a helmet.
“Strap yourself in the stocks, Dracomon. I’ll explain the rules of the game once you do”
Still nervous, but compliant, the Dracomon put his huge feet in the stocks and locked himself in. The others went near him to reassure him that everything would be ok.
“This challenge is called Tears. Dracomon, you will be tickled on those stocks. There will be no breaks and no stopping. The tickling will only stop once your tears have filled the tank next to you. Put the helmet in your head. That helmet will collect your tears and throw them inside the tank”
The Dracomon was even more nervous now, but he did as he was told, putting on the helmet. As soon as he did, several hands holding feathers and brushes appeared.
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