Theatre Room
This room appears to be a massive theatre. Countless seats litter the room, more than the silly little cast could ever fill. You seem to have come in through the lower entrance, right next to the stage...there looks to be an entrance to the upper floor somewhere, but it's inaccessible for now.
Stranger: It doesn't take long for everyone to arrive.
They've spent most of the day doing whatever they can to relax...to try and keep themselves sane and energized for this trial. Some seem to have succeeded, a new glint in their eyes--- others not so much.
Stranger, on the other hand, just spent most of the day thinking...contemplating evidence, wondering how things could have gone down. He's not a person who normally solves murders-- at least, he thinks so-- but maybe, just maybe...this can be solved.
Everyone stands around, the silence deafening, waiting for that damn prawn to show up again.
The Destroyer: And it does!
But this time it seems to be....deciding something, rubbing its little hands together.
Tarnish: "Hm...does this foul beast contemplate more evil schemes!?"
The Destroyer: "Whaaat!? No, no! It's just...you see, I forgot to make a prawn-sized trial stand, and now I won't have any room to watch the trial...but wait! Ohohooo, I just thought up the best solution!"
The Destroyer closes its eyes. "Avert your gaze! I don't like being seen so exposed!"
...It begins to glow.
The Destroyer: It's blinding, frankly. Everyone closes or covers their eyes, the sound of panicked gasps, or annoyed "aughs" in the air.
And then, when the light settles...
True Destroyer: "Thereeee we go! Now I'm just like you guys!"
Firestarter: "W-What!??? Huh ??????"
Seven Stones: "How the hell did it do that!?"
True Destroyer: "Aw, did I forget to mention? I'm a shapeshifter, babey! I've been a prota this whole time! The prawn style was just too sexy, is all..."
As if trying to brush that aside, it does what can only be described as a Jermaesque pose. "Now, everyone come up here! On the stage, now!! We have a trial room to go to!"
Stranger: (...Man, this guy is annoying. Somehow even more annoying as an actual guy...)
Regardless, Stranger is the one to lead the charge in everyone clambering up to the center of the theater stage, creating a small clump. And as everyone finally walks on.
KZZZZZ...KRRRH.
Some whirring is heard, and the center of the stage disconnects to become a circle platform. Guard rails extend from all sides, a small metal door shielding the one opening. The Destroyer, too, floats in the circle...looks like they can float no matter the form.
True Destroyer: "To trial central!! Go go go!! No time to waste, let's get the ball rolling!!"
True Destroyer: Slowly, the platform descends into the world below. . .