CD-IWNL02 (May 23, 1996)
Puzzle
“Something stupid.”
See: C-BSBY03 | 6 Words
Clue
Hover over the clues if you require!
Clue 1: What is the 'stupid' question Rubeus asked 1313?
Clue 2: Just do a little rephrasing. Don't forget the question mark.
Answer and Explanation
Answer: What Is Indrid Cold's True Name?
Explanation: This is 'something stupid', as said in C-BSBY03.
Summary of Receipt
Summary
Transcript
RECEIPT #002
FILED UNDER: AND-IWNL
DATE: 5/23/96
EMPLOYEE #1313
…
S.O.T.
[#1313, surrounded by thirteen red candles, with a mirror in her hand and a red paper doll with her name on half, and the Redman’s name on the other, began to chant.]
#1313: Rubeus Redman, please come, please come, I will not leave until you come. Rubeus Redman, please come, please come, I will not leave until you come. Rubeus Redman, please come, please come, I will not leave until—
[The mirror in #1313’s hands cracked, and from a plume of red smoke, the Redman appeared, hovering before her.]
Mrs. Aka: My, my, my, if it isn’t Nicole Langley. I couldn’t refuse a call from you, could I? If I didn’t know better, I would think this was some sort of trap set by your employer. Yet… I don’t sense him here. Nor do I sense any of your little friends.
#1313: I want to play your game, Redman.
Mrs. Aka: Mmm… what for? A sweet sixteenth present?
#1313: How did you—
Mrs. Aka: Come now, Nicole. You should know by now. I know so, so many things. A birthday is trivial. Besides—they’re waiting for you at the Cafe. Your brother and your girlfriend. You probably had plans tonight, right? I wouldn’t waste them in some dark bathroom in the middle of nowhere conversing with demons. I’ll let you in on a little secret of mine, you can blow out the thirteenth candle, the one behind you, to end the game.
#1313: I want to play.
Mrs. Aka: And what if I don’t? That candle trick, either of us can use it, you know.
[The Redman floated to the ground, then circled around #1313, picking up the thirteenth candle. #1313 spun around to face him.]
#1313: Stop! I WANT to play.
Mrs. Aka: Look, Satan wouldn’t be thrilled that I’m playing games with a member of the Cafe and Diner without his consent. Likewise, I can’t imagine the Owner of the Cafe would appreciate you going behind his back like this—
#1313: So, what, you’re scared? Seriously? I went through all this trouble to summon you. I want to play, so play me.
Mrs. Aka: If you insist.
[The Redman snapped his fingers and disappeared and reappeared back at the front of the candle circle, paper doll in hand. In his grip the doll began to burn.]
Mrs. Aka: What is Indrid Cold’s true name?
#1313: I- uh- it’s…
[Counter-clockwise, the candles in the circle began to go out as the fire consumed half of the paper doll with #1313’s name on it.]
#1313: It’s… it… his true name? It’s… It’s Fate. Indrid Cold is Fate.
[The coquelicot flames burning the paper doll slowed to a smolder.]
Mrs. Aka: Ah… Your turn.
#1313: Are you ready to die?
[#1313 unsheathed an obsidian dagger etched with powerful runes hidden in her shoe, lunging at the Redman. Before she could make contact with him, he rolled his eyes and clenched his fist, dragging #1313 to the ground by her eye.]
Mrs. Aka: Tsk, tsk, tsk. That ruins the fun, doesn’t it? You weren’t supposed to try and kill me. Oh well.
#1313: AGH!! MAKE IT STOP!!
Mrs. Aka: Hm? Oh—the eye thing. Right.
[The Redman clenched his fist harder, causing a spray of blood to shoot out of #1313’s eye before he softened his grip. After #1313 caught her breath, the Redman twirled his fingers, lifting #1313 up telepathically by her eye to examine his work. #1313’s iris was now a deep, sanguine red, as blood dripped down from her tear ducts.]
#1313: I- ugh- I- you-
Mrs. Aka: To think, this could’ve been avoided if you didn’t try and kill me. I would’ve just played for fun, you know. It’s a good reminder of your place, I suppose.
[The Redman threw #1313 to the ground as she clasped a hand over her bloodshot eye.]
Mrs. Aka: Oh, and happy birthday, Nicole.
E.O.T.