Hello, and welcome to scenes 17 through 19. As the first multiple scene part, you might guess it has some notable plot developments. It also has a big return as well. The return of officer Briggs and Louis from the trailer that proceeded scene 1 in Pancake Day 1. Was a bit odd when I re-uploaded the old scenes, knowing they would eventually be back with a more substantial role, here being the main secondary plot which brings back the series main protagonist. This did result in some scenes which I enjoyed writing, the first of which is after the next game scene.

Scene 17:

The camera cuts to a dimly lit room in a large carnival tent. As the camera pans around we see there are numerous crates and several glass cabinets with weird objects and curios contained within. The camera points to the center of the room where there is a large elaborate industrial looking chair. Above it is a bright sign proclaiming "The Deadly Electric Chair." On the chair we see a slim, young and attractive woman with blonde hair, blue eyes, wearing a revealing and fashionable summer dress. We see she is strapped to the chair with leather straps around her wrists, waist and ankle, which she is currently struggling to get out of. The camera zooms in to a large wooden tray held in place by a bracket either, positioned slightly above the girls lap. The tray is several inches deep, and is notable for having a number of holes, about half an inch in diameter at regular intervals along the bottom of the tray. The camera cuts to another part of the room as we hear a trio of familiar footsteps.

Crystal: Hello Hannah. It's time to play.

We see Crystal, Jade and Sapphire decked out in their lace and corsets get up. Crystal leads the way in the middle, flanked by Jade and Sapphire either side, both of who are carrying a large metal bucket.

Hannah: Oh my God. Your those nutters who were mentioned on the news.
Jade: Nutters! Why you .
Crystal: It's OK Jade. We'll show her the error of her ways.
Sapphire: I'm surprised your not more pleased to see us. You always worked so hard for attention. Taking it away from the people more deserving.
Crystal: Don't worry though. Your about to become the star attraction of the big freak show.

The camera cuts to a shot looking in front of Hannah, as a large clunk is heard as the area in front of her lights up. We see twenty frying pans, each connected to a spring loaded catapult. The camera cuts several times showing the contents of the pans. Each one contains a different pasta dish, bee it macaroni cheese, spaghetti in tomato sauce, or fusilli in a mascarpone sauce.

Jade: Soon that curtain over there will open, and everyone will see you get all that pasta thrown over you.
Hannah: No. You can't do that.
Sapphire: I think you'll find we can.
Crystal: We wouldn't be so unfair though to not leave a way out. In the seat of the chair your sat in is an electronic scale.

Crystal points to a dial to the right of Hannah. We see a black pointer, several inches away from a red area further along the scale.

Crystal: All you need to do is need to put a little more weight on the scales and the straps holding you in place will release.
Sapphire: Luckily for you we've brought plenty of stuff to help you.

Jade and Sapphire step forward, and empty the contents of their buckets on the tray in front of Hannah. We see it contains a mixture of chocolate sponge cakes, and various not too fresh looking fruits, including soft plums, brown bananas and old kiwis and apples. Hannah lets out a yelp as the camera cuts to a shot of her lap as some of the liquids from buckets falls through the holes in the tray on to it.

Jade: See. Already there's more weight on the scales.
Crystal: Yes. Just push a little more through the holes in the tray and you'll be out in no time. I'd hurry up though if you don't want to be part of the big show.

With that Crystal, Jade a Sapphire strut away, with Sapphire pausing to turn over an hourglass as she leaves.
The camera cuts to Hannah, as she glances around, and plunges her head down in to the tray. She swishes her head around the contents of the tray for several seconds, before lifting her head, to reveal her hair now soaked in the liquid, with crumbs from the cake clinging around various points. The camera cuts to the pointer and we see it's only moved a small fraction. The camera cuts back to Hannah as she presses her face into a chocolate cake, trying to break it up into smaller pieces. Crumbs cling to her face as the cake breaks up. We see her moving the cake to where one of the holes is, where she attempts to push the cake through.
The camera cuts to the hourglass, where we see a quarter of the time has gone, it then cuts to the pointer that is just reaching an eighth of the way.
The camera cuts back to Hannah as she presses her face down on a banana, until the white and brown flesh bursts out of it's skin, we see her press her face into the banana's flesh, pressing much of it through the hole, but also smearing a lot of it on her face in the process.
Next we see Hannah turn her head to the side to crush one of the plums, that bursts under the pressure, causing the juice and flesh to seep out everywhere. As some of the flesh and juice seeps through the holes on to her lap the camera cuts to the pointer that's now moved just over a quarter of the way. The camera then cuts to the hourglass and we see a little over the half time has gone.
The camera cuts back to Hannah as she continues to crush cake, bananas, plums and kiwi fruits with her face, causing more mess to fall down on to her lap. As she lifts her head up we see her face is now dripping with juice, while bits of cake and banana cling to her face, and her hair is now soaked and disheveled.
The camera cuts to Hannah's lap. We see her dress is soaked on her lap, and a large pile of smushed up fruit and cake has now fallen of it. The camera cuts away where we see the pointer has reached halfway, but only a quarter of the time is left.
The camera cuts back to Hannah looking down of the tray where much of the fruit and cake has been crushed, leaving only the apples. We see Hannah go for one of the apples, pushing to the side of the tray, until she can take a large bite from the apple, she stops to chew it up, before placing her lips against the hole, and spitting the apple through it. She continues to swish her face around the sludge that has formed, before going for a second bite of apple. As she spit's the apple through the hole the camera cuts to the hourglass as the last of the sand falls away.
The camera cuts to the interior of a large show tent. We see people looking around, viewing weird models and curiosities, either behind a rope, or in glass cases. On one side a man in a flamboyant red jacket talks to the crowd as a bikinied woman poses with a large python behind him. A loud klaxon blares out as a curtain on one side of the tent opens, revealing Hannah still strapped to the chair. A loud twang is heard as one of the catapults goes off, flinging a large pile of pasta and red pasta sauce is flung at Hannah and lands squarely on her chest. She lets out a loud cry as we see more piles of pasta land on her. She braces in the chair, but is unable to avoid a large pile of macaroni cheese hitting her in the head. The pasta piles on for several more seconds, until the camera slowly zooms out of the gasping Hannah, now covered in pasta and sauce.


Scene 18:

There's an establishing shot, of a large functional looking building in the countryside. It consists of a large two storey building, spread widely around a courtyard. A caption appears on the screen saying: "24 Hours Later"

As the camera zooms in to the courtyards we see a number of people wondering around it. The majority are wearing blue hospital gowns, and are being watched, or are interacting with a smaller number of people in green nursing uniforms. Standing out we see two people, a man and woman, walking across the courtyard in rather more formal attire. As the camera zooms in we see they have passes that identify them as police detectives, the man being Detective Briggs, and the lady Detective Louis.

Briggs: I still can't believe she ended up here. This seems awfully cushy compared to the prison she should have ended up in.
Louis: You know perfectly well there was a lack of a concrete case.
Briggs: God. Really? She stole all that money, then imprisoned and gunged all those celebrities.
Louis: Well sadly the lack of cooperation from the victims meant there wasn't enough evidence to mount a case of financial fraud, and all those celebrities signed disclaimer contracts, which made getting a conviction very difficult.
Briggs: What about all the girls she went after before she did that?
Louis: Her lawyers were demanding a knock for knock scenario. All of her victims had either assaulted or harassed her at some point, so were demanding they face charges for their behavior. The higher ups weren't keen for news of that happening appearing in the press.
Briggs: Screw the public image. We should have got her locked up.
Louis: Even if we had proceeded with charges she would have been out in five or six years at the most. With her declared insane, and kept of the streets until she's no longer a threat to anyone.

We see Briggs and Louis walk through a large double door on one side of the courtyard.

Scene 19:

The camera cuts to what looks like a characterless but functional communal room, containing people in the same uniforms as we saw outside. We see Briggs and Louis walking across the room, with a clear target in mind. The camera cuts to a shot viewing a black haired woman, sitting on a sofa, reading a book from behind. We hear Briggs and Louis approaching.

Briggs: Helen Mathews!

The camera remains on the woman, who doesn't respond.

Briggs: Helen Mathews! We'd like a word.

The woman still doesn't respond.

Louis: I don't think that's her preferred name.
Briggs: Fine. I've got not time for bull crap. Princess Porcelain.

As Briggs and Louis sit down the camera pans around to show Porcelain sitting on the sofa. Not in the majesty we're used too, as she's wearing one of the hospital gowns, and has little in the way of make up, and her hair is a basic style in it's natural black color.

Porcelain: Detective Briggs. Detective Louis. To what do I owe this pleasure?
Briggs: Don't try and play innocent. You know exactly why we're here. This mourning a contraband mobile phone was found in the courtyard here, around the same time that there's been three copycat gungings following your methods.
Porcelain: Has there? Sorry but I'm afraid they limit our access to news of the outside world here.
Briggs: How do you explain these copycat gungings then?
Porcelain: How would I know? Maybe you should find out who's been reading up on me online.
Briggs: Don't be cute. You might think your mate Garry can cover up your actions, but we have greater minds than him in forensics. Soon that phone will be descrambled, and you'll be in trouble.
Porcelain: Trouble? How? Are you saying I am sane enough to be held accountable for a crime? It that case can I talk to my lawyer about the imprisonment without trial I've had to endure these past three years.
Louis: Look Porcelain. As a woman who struggles to get noticed in a male dominated profession I know what it's like to struggle to be accepted. Attacking innocent victims isn't the answer though.
Porcelain: Well I love the whole good cop, bad cop thing you've got going, but I wouldn't crack, even if I had something to hide. If you want my help, what's in it for me?
Briggs: You really expect us to do anything for you.
Louis: Anyway we don't have any say on your current living arrangements. You've been declared medically insane, so all decisions are up to the doctors in charge here.
Porcelain: There is one thing you could do. I've been isolated from my friends here, including my friend Sandy. Maybe you could arrange a little visit.
Briggs: What! So you can cause even more trouble.
Louis: What are you proposing to offer in return Porcelain?
Porcelain: Maybe I could look at the case files. I'm pretty sure I could give you some pointers in the right direction.
Briggs: Of course your sure. You probably had a hand in them.
Porcelain: I'd like to see your evidence if your going to keep making those kinds of accusations. I had nothing to do with those gungings, other than maybe being an inspiration. Now do you want my help or not? If not why don't you leave me alone, and try catching some actual criminals.
Briggs: Don't you know how lucky you are not to be in a maximum security prison.
Louis: Calm down Briggs. Don't antagonize her. Here is what I'm willing to offer Porcelain. If your friend Sandy agrees to it, I'll arrange for a short, fully monitored meeting. Any further meetings will be dependent on your behavior, including your cooperation with us afterwards. I'll give you some time to think about it.

Louis nods and Briggs, and the camera follows them as they both get up and stroll away.

Briggs: Your really giving her what she wants?
Louis: Seems like a good way to get her talking, and maybe she'll accidentally give something away.