9:25 P.M.

From the ballroom, you hear the supergroovy new Lyle Lovett song, "That's Right (You're Not From Texas)."

Frightened by all the activity, Brother Doofus scrambles back up the laundry chute while you step into the kitchen.

Entering the kitchen, you can see a door beside the laundry room which leads into a large pantry. A staircase in the pantry apparently leads down into the cellar.

From the cellar, you hear Mike Wellman wailing in grief. Sgt. Duffy can be heard yelling, "THIS IS THE POLICE ! STOP OR I'LL SHOOT!"

The disturbing smell of burning meat seems to be emanating from the cellar.

Glancing around the enormous kitchen, you see all the usual accoutrements. In addition to the doors in the north wall leading to the pantry and laundry room, there are two doors in the south wall, one door to the east and one door to the west.

Just then, Salvatore (a.k.a. the Grim Reaper) emerges through the southwest door. He fixes you with his beady eyes and says, "Hey, I been lookin' for youse...I think we need to have a little talk. Namely, who the fuck are you, and why the fuck do you know who the fuck I am?"

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