Ratrick's Revenge: Day 7

Ratrick lead the group down a neverending series of stairs to the basement of the mansion.

"What kind of Labyrinth is this place?" Kellan said, exhausted.

"Honestly, I think Rocky would have died on these stairs if she weren't dead already," Hag quipped.

"Babe, you crack me up," Kellan laughed.

"We're here...welcome to the Atelier!" Ratrick announced, swinging the doors open. Guy quickly Googled what "Atelier" meant.

Inside the musty studio, there were plenty of workbenches, easels, and all sorts of art supplies. Everything was positioned towards a stage in the corner. "This is where the the rate elite would have their Gartic Phone games," Hawk explained. "Ava Max somehow had time to show up in-person to model for the artists every time they played."

Ratrick lead the group to an unassuming table. "Okay, here's the plan. I'm going to use this magical pen," Ratrick announced, conjuring a glowing large novelty feather pen, "to DRAW out the evil spirit that killed Rocky!"

"Wow...that's really stupid," Guy groaned.

"O rate spirits of the void...bring me Rocky's killer!" Ratrick chanted.

Shadows spilled in from the ceiling air vents until nobody could see a thing but thick, murky fog. Their ears were attacked by distant cackles and chittering noises as they started to go mad. It was impossible to breathe normally; with every inhale, it felt like ingesting a burning powder. Finally, the cloud parted to reveal a neon pink bob hovering in place.

"Is that...Nicki Minaj?" Hag gasped, realizing he was meeting one of his main personality inspirations.

"A group of MEN summoned me?" Nicki said, problematically ignoring Ratrick's nonbinary identity. "When there are still female rappers out there to haunt?"

Ratrick guarded the group in a valiant stance. "Everyone, stand strong. O spirit, I command you to reveal the truth!"

"Ahahaha," Nicki cackled, "you think I wouldn't have given you the truth without your silly little spell? Chile, here's what happened...I was passing through the astral plane, and I saw a poor helpless straggler searching for a power outlet. When I smelled her blood, it had the strongest mark of the beast that I've ever encountered. The Lord commanded me strike her down!"

"Hag, do you have any idea what's happening here?" Guy asked, confused.

"Actually, I know this one...Rocky was telling me that The Best Day of her life was when she received her 100th COVID vaccine!" Kellan exclaimed.

The walls started shaking. The magic holding together the mansion would not tolerate such problematic behavior.

"Quickly, to our next destination: the Kitchen!" Ratrick said, rushing everyone out the door and up the stairs.