Bucket- Mask Room

The Commedia Dell'arte Mask Room came next. It was where Mr. Bucket made his Wonka branded Commedia Dell'arte masks.

"It works like the Cake Room. Ask for any Commedia Dell'arte mask and it will fall out of the ceiling. They will disappear if they leave this room. Watch! A Commedia Dell'arte mask that will murder people who solved puzzles after exactly four other people."

A Commedia Dell'arte mask in the style of il Capitano fell out from the ceiling and grew arms and legs. It reached into its own eyeholes and pulled out a knife.

"This isn't even tangentially related to candy anymore," said Lim.

"As I already said," said Mr. Bucket. "They add to the decor. Also they are made of chocolate. If you see something here and aren't sure if it is made out of chocolate, it is."
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She sighed. "A Commedia Dell'arte mask that makes it impossible to be murdered."

An il Dottore mask fell from the ceiling. Keerthi picked it up from the floor and put it on as il Capitano went in for a stab. Her skin glinted a golden light as the knife bounced off of it, as if it had tried stabbing a wall made of diamonds.

"Keerthi, my word!" exclaimed Mr. Bucket. He slapped the mask in the face. "You never told me you were a puzzle solver!"

"I solved the puzzle on your website," she said.

"This modern generation and their click machines," said Mr. Bucket. "I will never understand it."

He took il Capitano's knife from it and stabbed it once in the face. It died.

"You didn't have to kill it!" yelled Keerthi.

"It was a criminal," said Mr. Bucket.

"You made it to be a criminal!"

"Keerthi. I know he was a criminal because I stabbed him and he died. Since I successfully executed him for being guilty, we can know that he was guilty."

- Chapter 16, The Disease Room