Dimentio: Hmm hmm hmm. These tools don't cut it out here, boy.
Shopkeep: But...there the best of 1984!
Dimentio: 1984? No wonder! You're not cut out for Void business.
[pushes Shopkeep down to the Void Workhouses]
Part 2: Away In A Helpless Void
Chapter 1: Away
[gazes upon the vast void, for he landed in the wealthy section, Northern Peaks]
Eight: Holy ****!
[Eight gazes upon his part, Western Convicts]
[Amy gazes upon her part, Eastern Slums]
Dimentio: *sings his Super Paper Mario theme*
[Dimentio floats over the last part, Southern Workhouses]
An hour later...
Sixty: Hello, sir. Do you know anybody by the name of Eight?
Voidial Man: No, but a guy named Eight ran by, like, 20 minutes ago. After a guy named Sixty.
Sixty: Oh.....ok. Thank you, sir.
[runs off in the direction of the Eastern Slums]
Amy: Ugh! No, I said a dress!
Clothing Storekeep: We have rag. Rag pants, rag shirts, rag.
Amy: No silk?
C S: What be silk?
Amy: Forget it.
[C S forgets everything that just happened]
C S: Can I help you?
Chapter 2: The Plan
Sixty: Oh, here's the west part.
A Convict: Yo, dude! You from teh north or somethin'? You ain't lookin' like yous from here.
Sixty: Well, you're right. But I-
Con: So I can rob you.
Sixty: What?! No, ac-
[Con pushes Sixty over and takes his cellphone]
Sixty: Yo, what do you need that for?! Give it back!
Con: Nah, I'm presentin' this to Master Eight.
Sixty: Master Eight?
Sixty: I know him!
Con: Yah, right!
[picks up Sixty and throws him over the west wall, into the East Slums]
[Sixty slams into Amy, both fall over]
Amy: Get off me, jerk!
Sixty: It's me, Sixty!
Amy: Oh. Sorry.
Sixty: A convict stole my phone and is bringing it to the Convict Castle, where Eight resides.
Amy: Well, we need to get in.
Sixty: Hey, they sell raggy clothes here, right?
Sixty: Well, let's get some, commit a crime, and we'll get sent to the castle. And the best part: they'll bring us right to Eight.
Dimentio: No, no, no. That's not how this show goes.
Dimentio: Hehehe, that's right!
Chapter 3: The Show
Sixty: Let's get out of here!
Dimentio: Oh, is she your girl, boy? Hehehe!
[boxes Amy in a glass box]
Sixty: AAH! NOOO!
[throws the box over the wall, out of sight.]
Sixty: Grrr! Now you're getting it!
Dimentio: Well, aren't we a brave lad.
Dimentio: Strike me!
[Sixty becomes encased in a box outline]
[The outline flips Sixty out of the void.]
What will happen to Sixty?
What about Amy?
Will Eight ever return the '64?