He saw another portrait of a jack-in-the-box with legs. Its caption read (FORMER) MAYOR JACK, and a knife was stuck in his face, too.
All down the hall were portraits of different mayors with knives stuck in their faces, except for one at the end of the hall—Andersen’s.
In his portrait, Andersen stood against a black background with his arms folded like a gangster, half his face covered in shadow. Next to his picture hung a portrait of Stratus. Only his eyes were visible. The caption below read MAY HE LIVE FOREVER.
This place is creepy.
Theo climbed the stairs. Reaching the top, he heard a sound and hid behind a sculpture of a kazoo.
A portly teddy bear butler was waxing the floor by hand. He wore a black tuxedo with long coattails. He wasn’t an Ursabrand, and Theo despised him on sig
