Your face is engulfed in pie, but you can hear the muffled cheer of the pitcher's fans. As you shake cream out of your eyes, you see the pitcher take a bow to the crowd and walk away.
You've finally got a good grasp of the edge of the wall. You pull yourself out from underneath the tarp.
Now that you're free of that mess, you still have the option the door above the stairs, or the fun house.
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