C-DDGM06 (Dec 14, 2017)
Puzzle
“Joy.”
See: C-DDGM05 | 4 Words
Clue
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Clue 1: There, here, and...
Answer and Explanation
Answer: What Tomorrow May Bring
Explanation: In C-DDGM05, H.R. says “Peace, love, and Joy… there, here, and what tomorrow may bring.”
Summary of Receipt
Summary
Transcript
NUMBER: DDGM06
PRIORITY: CAFE
DATE: 14-12-17
CUSTOMER & ORDER: FLORIDA, COFFEE BLACK
SERVER: PAYROLL
…
S.O.T.
Payroll: Where are they…
H.R.: I… don't know. There's so many people here.
Payroll: I seriously can't believe Umbra has this many friends.
H.R.: Friends or "friends?"
Payroll: Fair enough—
Manager: Miss me?
Payroll: [Manager]!
H.R.: Did you guys get it…?
Big Guy: No. We couldn't find Umbra.
Payroll: Damn it. And it's almost midnight. [H.R.] do you think…?
H.R.: Something is definitely coming. It's like a blizzard brewing beneath the surface.
Manager: Well—it's been…
[The Dim Den went dark. Then a single light illuminated the shadowy form of Umbra.]
Umbra: How delightful. Everyone managed to show up. Everyone. I trust you've all been enjoying my little soirée? Tick, tick, tock… it goes with that dull deadened sound twelve times. Godfather, Drosselmeyer, if you would be so kind?
Hoffmann: With pleasure. Welcome, one and all, to the unveiling of my most grand masterpiece. Behold, my Nutcracker Suite!
[Hoffmann raised his hands, and a dark malevolent energy started to swirl around him. The air crackled with power as residual magic from the Scepter of Solomon and Lucifer's hair converged. Then, a massive drape was torn down revealing a 100 foot tall Nutcracker with the visage of Robert the Doll.]
Florida: HAHA! Show time!
[Florida jumped out from H.R.'s bag as he tore off the button sealing him inside his original body. As the button ripped off, his original body began to disintegrate as the Shade shot into the massive Nutcracker.]
Manager: DAMN IT! I knew we should've killed that pesky doll.
The Nutcracker: HA… HA… BEAT THE MARCH, TRUE VASSAL DRUMMER!
[The Dim Den began to warp, transforming into a sinister, twisted winter wonderland. The once opulent decorations melted into malevolent tinsel and twinkling lights. Dark foreboding snow began to fall in a space no longer fully tethered to reality.]
Big Guy: What the hell is this?
Payroll: This magic… it's the same as the Scepter.
Manager: Damn. We need to get out of here.
H.R.: Here? Where even is here?
[The Nutcracker's mouth swung open firing a blast of umbral energy toward the Cafe.]
The Nutcracker: RUN LITTLE MICE! RUN! HA… HA… HA…
Manager: Figure it out later, love. RUN!
E.O.T.