Lydia's sifting through the gross plastic swamp nets her a plastic skipping rope. This could come in handy, maybe—good thing, too, because it seems like she'll be able to take this out of the memory with her.
Winter's kicking eventually proves fruitful, she finds a little purple terrycloth doll with cat ears and one eye. As soon as she brushes against it, it starts to glow gold. The linchpin has been located!
And with that found the memory begins again with several people jumping into the ball pit at once. It's a party! Kinda. Ms. Kwan, a be-polo-shirted employee, and the parent of the bully (who immediately wrenches her son away as soon as he's within arms reach) all head to the center of the ball pit. Between Ms. Kwan and the poor teenager just trying to help, they sift through a fossil record's worth of junk, eventually find the missing doll, but it's lot of gingerly poking round in ball pit hell before the teen girl in the red striped polo triumphantly pulls it from where it'd fallen, right in front of Winter.
Ms. Kwan thanks her profusely, scoops up her daughter and wades out of the ball pit.
Someone is laughing. Even though it's not that awful, it feels awful, and the source is immeditely evident: Ms. Kwan's husband.
With her daughter clinging to one arm, she brushes past him, knocking him in the shoulder with the other. The blow is both unexpected and far more forceful than it seems, because he topples over, face first into the ball pit as Melody Kwan walks out through the front door.
It stands open, now, leaving a way back to the auditorium.
[MEMORY COMPLETE! You may continue to thread here or leave through the portal.]
MEMORY: Ballpit
Winter's kicking eventually proves fruitful, she finds a little purple terrycloth doll with cat ears and one eye. As soon as she brushes against it, it starts to glow gold. The linchpin has been located!
And with that found the memory begins again with several people jumping into the ball pit at once. It's a party! Kinda. Ms. Kwan, a be-polo-shirted employee, and the parent of the bully (who immediately wrenches her son away as soon as he's within arms reach) all head to the center of the ball pit. Between Ms. Kwan and the poor teenager just trying to help, they sift through a fossil record's worth of junk, eventually find the missing doll, but it's lot of gingerly poking round in ball pit hell before the teen girl in the red striped polo triumphantly pulls it from where it'd fallen, right in front of Winter.
Ms. Kwan thanks her profusely, scoops up her daughter and wades out of the ball pit.
Someone is laughing. Even though it's not that awful, it feels awful, and the source is immeditely evident: Ms. Kwan's husband.
With her daughter clinging to one arm, she brushes past him, knocking him in the shoulder with the other. The blow is both unexpected and far more forceful than it seems, because he topples over, face first into the ball pit as Melody Kwan walks out through the front door.
It stands open, now, leaving a way back to the auditorium.
[MEMORY COMPLETE! You may continue to thread here or leave through the portal.]